Push that button, squeeze that coin,
Fingers sweating, see the numbers climb,
Graphic action, flashing screens,
But who is the pilot, and what does it mean?
My friends and my foes, my thrills and my woes, they live on,
In memory cells, in fantasy worlds, we press on and on, and on, and on, and on.
But I am king…king of the game-room,
Here I’m lord, chairman of the board,
I am king…king of the game-room.
I got nothing at home, I’m no one at school,
The jocks and the rockers, they think I’m a fool,
But this is my kingdom, and here I’m the man,
No one can touch me, and I can command.
My friends and my foes, my thrills and my woes, they live on,
In memory cells, in fantasy worlds, we press on and on, and on, and on, and on.
Oh, but I am king…king of the game-room,
Here I’m lord, the chairman of the board,
I am king…king of the game-room.
So push that button, squeeze that coin,
Fingers sweating, see the numbers climb,
Graphic action, flashing screen,
But who is the pilot, and what does it mean?
My friends and my foes, my thrills and my woes, they live on,
In memory cells, in fantasy worlds, we press on and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on.
But I am trapped; prisoner in the game-room,
Deep inside I don’t know what life’s about,
I’m a prisoner; a victim of the game-room,
God, where are you?
Show me how to get out,
God, where are you?
Show me how to get out.
