Wednesday in the mall arcade
It's empty but for me
Along with my friend Cassie
And working today is Amy
I hardly dare to wish it's up
My ears strain to hear the sound
I see no tape around...
I try hard not to bound
My heart leaps at the welcome sight
The screen is lit and calling me.
My heart is calm and eagerly
Awaiting a new ecstasy
Brian's on a few day's trip,
He isn't here along,
He wont yet hear these songs,
It seems a little wrong.
We slip three tokens each into
The new version of the game
True it wont be the same,
But we don't toss 'round blame.
We'll find newer songs to like,
With it we will cope,
We wont stick around and mope,
For a few familiar ones we hope.
We find a few that we recall,
Some good ones from konamix,
Some from some other mix,
Some that in old memory sticks.
I stay consistent in my dance,
I handle an average of B
A few As do I see,
While my body threatens to fail me.
Such sweet pain I endure in this,
It kills me yet entices
Me to keep to its devices
And take my suffering slices
I grasp the machine in pain,
I feel so out of breath.
I feel as if in death,
From the torment it bequeaths
Regardless of my searing lungs,
And burning, aching legs,
I pull up the last dregs
Of my energy as my soul begs
For more.
Somehow I pull through four games,
But that's all I can take.
Any more and I won't make
It, this new set's no piece of cake.
I feel about to drop dead here
In need of water and rest.
My heart pounds in my chest
After giving it all my best.
A new chapter has begun,
Our arcade goes from 4+ to extreme,
It feels almost a dream,
It's not as bad as it seemed.
After all that, it's finally done,
4th mix has been replaced.
As sad as I am to see it gone,
These changes must be faced.
Extreme is a new event,
Something fresh to try
Though to me it may not seem heaven-sent,
Over this, I wont just lay and die.
I'll move along with this new change,
It's not the end of me.
If any, it just broadens the range
Of songs that spark my ecstasy.
It's empty but for me
Along with my friend Cassie
And working today is Amy
I hardly dare to wish it's up
My ears strain to hear the sound
I see no tape around...
I try hard not to bound
My heart leaps at the welcome sight
The screen is lit and calling me.
My heart is calm and eagerly
Awaiting a new ecstasy
Brian's on a few day's trip,
He isn't here along,
He wont yet hear these songs,
It seems a little wrong.
We slip three tokens each into
The new version of the game
True it wont be the same,
But we don't toss 'round blame.
We'll find newer songs to like,
With it we will cope,
We wont stick around and mope,
For a few familiar ones we hope.
We find a few that we recall,
Some good ones from konamix,
Some from some other mix,
Some that in old memory sticks.
I stay consistent in my dance,
I handle an average of B
A few As do I see,
While my body threatens to fail me.
Such sweet pain I endure in this,
It kills me yet entices
Me to keep to its devices
And take my suffering slices
I grasp the machine in pain,
I feel so out of breath.
I feel as if in death,
From the torment it bequeaths
Regardless of my searing lungs,
And burning, aching legs,
I pull up the last dregs
Of my energy as my soul begs
For more.
Somehow I pull through four games,
But that's all I can take.
Any more and I won't make
It, this new set's no piece of cake.
I feel about to drop dead here
In need of water and rest.
My heart pounds in my chest
After giving it all my best.
A new chapter has begun,
Our arcade goes from 4+ to extreme,
It feels almost a dream,
It's not as bad as it seemed.
After all that, it's finally done,
4th mix has been replaced.
As sad as I am to see it gone,
These changes must be faced.
Extreme is a new event,
Something fresh to try
Though to me it may not seem heaven-sent,
Over this, I wont just lay and die.
I'll move along with this new change,
It's not the end of me.
If any, it just broadens the range
Of songs that spark my ecstasy.