Video games
He just sits there on the couch
doesn't he know he looks like a big grouch
He's brain damaged from all those video games
eyes glazed over everyday just the same
he's only four
he's being brainwashed more and more
just look at 'em trying to fight me
he does everything just to spight me
Mortal kombat has made him ruthless
makes me wanna make him tootheless
he's sweet most of the day
untill the video games come into play
I wanted to show him who's boss at that game
but he always beats me the same way, how lame
I can't even beat him anymore
he beats me with the highest score
Well i still win, cause i'm still tall
and he's still small.
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