
The Lyrics
Hi boys, and girls
How you been? You good?
It has been a few weird years
I guess we’re still on our arses,
playing all them games.
Until something interferes.
We’ve got kids. We’re at work.
And the boys are pushing forty.
Still we’re going pretty hard.
So we pass on our skills
Now the kids are getting kills.
We can still be young at heart.
Weekday. Wake up.
Dollars to be made.
Sparky’s off to save the day.
Load the truck, new address,
save a maiden in distress.
Electricians on their way.
Let there be light said the lord.
We obey his fair command.
We’ll illuminate your life for a grand.
Its a symphony of circuits
with warriors in blue.
Power ranger with his crew.
Mancave, hell yeah
There you’ll find your boy
He’s devoured by a chair.
Filled with pixelated heroes
of every single year.
That is daddy’s secret lair.
We are on the arcade,
have to get up on the board.
Try to beat the boys with a better score.
Not a care – while we share
a few hearty laughs and beer.
We remember years of yore.
Well then, thats that.
boomer’s getting old.
Guess we leveled up in life.
Not much time for the music,
the hobbies or the games.
Raising daughters with the wife
So then here’s to the lads,
we are killing it as dads.
We decay, but the boys are in their prime.
We’re nostalgic for the past
and we try to make it last.
So we still go back in time.

The Lyrics
Hi boys, and girls
How you been? You good?
It has been a few weird years
I guess we’re still on our arses,
playing all them games.
Until something interferes.
We’ve got kids. We’re at work.
And the boys are pushing forty.
Still we’re going pretty hard.
So we pass on our skills
Now the kids are getting kills.
We can still be young at heart.
Weekday. Wake up.
Dollars to be made.
Sparky’s off to save the day.
Load the truck, new address,
save a maiden in distress.
Electricians on their way.
Let there be light said the lord.
We obey his fair command.
We’ll illuminate your life for a grand.
Its a symphony of circuits
with warriors in blue.
Power ranger with his crew.
Mancave, hell yeah
There you’ll find your boy
He’s devoured by a chair.
Filled with pixelated heroes
of every single year.
That is daddy’s secret lair.
We are on the arcade,
have to get up on the board.
Try to beat the boys with a better score.
Not a care – while we share
a few hearty laughs and beer.
We remember years of yore.
Well then, thats that.
boomer’s getting old.
Guess we leveled up in life.
Not much time for the music,
the hobbies or the games.
Raising daughters with the wife
So then here’s to the lads,
we are killing it as dads.
We decay, but the boys are in their prime.
We’re nostalgic for the past
and we try to make it last.
So we still go back in time.
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