TTVAG

Through the Vidya and Games

On a late friday evening
Getting ready for tonight
Stocking up on cans of Mountain Dew
We turn off all the lights
When the sun has finally set
and the servers are all on
The sound of rage and underage will be heard until the dawn [The sound of fags(?) and tourneyfags will be heard until the dawn]

Playing hard playing (dwayer?)xp < Unknown word, line might be entirely wrong
Through the grinding evermore
Defeating foes against the pros
Bodies will hit the floor

Bags of Doritoes and Cheetoes
We watch them as they go-oh-o
All the soda cans and cheezy hands
While PLAYING CS:GO

Now we're hanging out on /v/
Playing and discussing gay-ay-aymes
On toward the sunday morn'
Our search carries oh-oh-on

Playing on our PCs
Playing on our consoles
Deep inside our basements and/or rooms

On FRIDAY NIGHT
We play vidya gay-ee-ames
No time for girlfriends oh-or par-tays
We feel the fee-eels
Of spending every friday al-one
Through the vidya and the games we carry on

As the clock strikes me-ednight
And the kiddies are all gone
We'll play the games and watch anime
With our weeaboos and our bros

All the scrubs have gone to sleep
Only (something) will remain? <Unknown word
Our mics are on
And ready to go to play into the dawn

Get ready guys it's almost time
To mame some freaking scrubs [To kick some fucking ass]
And endlessly we'll all play games tonight

And on on Or-igin or Steam
Xbox live or PS3
All alone with all our games
Now the time has come

Playing co-op online
Playing solo offline
Which we all play vee-dee-ya gay-ee-ames

On friday nights
We play vidya gay-ee-ames
No time for girlfriends oh-or par-tays
We feel the fee-eels
Of spending every friday al-one
Through the vidya and the games we carry on

Wha-oh-oh
WHA-oh-oh
Wha-oh-vidya-games
Wha-oh-oh
Wha-oh-oh
Wha-oh-oh-ee-ooooh

And now we're done with this game now complete
I played so hard now and it's finally beat
I'll brake the seal on its sequel and shove it right in
To know if this one doesn't suck

On friday nights
We play vidya gay-ee-ames
No time for girlfriends oh-or par-tays
We feel the fee-eels
Of spending every friday al-one
Through the vidya and the games we carry on