High Score by Tone Deaf Jeff Lyrics
I got the high score today on a game I stopped to play
It was kind of out of my way but what can I say
I'm an addict. This habit makes me say goddamn it. I have to have it
It's tragic the magic video games work on me, turning me into a junkie
Worse than any chain-smoking monkey
I'm a little chunky, I never have been lean
Spent most of my youth staring at screens instead of trying out for sports teams
I love pixellated gleams of light
Those are may dreams at night
Whether it's 8 bit, or the newest shit, I can't quit
Or rather, I won't
There's no way you're telling me don't
I need my fix. I havе to break those bricks
Pull off some tricks. Takе some bitches out with a few high kicks
It's sick the way I work the joystick
I pick my character quick and beat you with one button click
Even if I could be beat, I'd never admit defeat
I have a million reasons why you won. You cheat you creep
I laid on my hand wrong when I was asleep
My button was stuck, some sort of good was mucking it up
It might have been beginner's luck, but what the fuck?
CHORUS
I got the high score. Scoring points galore
I got the high score. One you can’t ignore
I got the high score. Your attempt was poor
I got the high score. Let's play some more
Quick! Bring be some change before I'm forced to rearrange you
Anatomically
The continue counter is down to three, and my only quarter is Canadian currency
Why are these machines not free?
Or at least give me the key so I can play eternally without having to pay a fee
And having to make a mad dash to the change machine
To get the right cash 'cuz they don't take green
You're back in a flash but it's game over on the screen
You want to scream because it seems so obscene
Now here is something that you might find keen
My mom once told me she was sorry
Because my first memories were playing her Atari
I told her don't worry, it's not like it harmed me
CHORUS
It was kind of out of my way but what can I say
I'm an addict. This habit makes me say goddamn it. I have to have it
It's tragic the magic video games work on me, turning me into a junkie
Worse than any chain-smoking monkey
I'm a little chunky, I never have been lean
Spent most of my youth staring at screens instead of trying out for sports teams
I love pixellated gleams of light
Those are may dreams at night
Whether it's 8 bit, or the newest shit, I can't quit
Or rather, I won't
There's no way you're telling me don't
I need my fix. I havе to break those bricks
Pull off some tricks. Takе some bitches out with a few high kicks
It's sick the way I work the joystick
I pick my character quick and beat you with one button click
Even if I could be beat, I'd never admit defeat
I have a million reasons why you won. You cheat you creep
I laid on my hand wrong when I was asleep
My button was stuck, some sort of good was mucking it up
It might have been beginner's luck, but what the fuck?
CHORUS
I got the high score. Scoring points galore
I got the high score. One you can’t ignore
I got the high score. Your attempt was poor
I got the high score. Let's play some more
Quick! Bring be some change before I'm forced to rearrange you
Anatomically
The continue counter is down to three, and my only quarter is Canadian currency
Why are these machines not free?
Or at least give me the key so I can play eternally without having to pay a fee
And having to make a mad dash to the change machine
To get the right cash 'cuz they don't take green
You're back in a flash but it's game over on the screen
You want to scream because it seems so obscene
Now here is something that you might find keen
My mom once told me she was sorry
Because my first memories were playing her Atari
I told her don't worry, it's not like it harmed me
CHORUS