Shut away in the back of the closet, Is a dusty red box full of memories. Back in those days, to you and me, That sepia cartridge was more precious than anything
On the tv screen, Was the image of a tiny fighting hero. Punch, kick, edge jump, go under, Save the princess, our hero.
The schools don't teach secret tricks, invincibility codes, Or how to use resurrection spells. Everything i need to know, i learned from video games.
Reset, reset. Again and again, reset. Do it over anytime you want. Start, start. An important start. Last continue.
On the way home from school, I'd stop by, A tiny candy store run by a single old grandma. A pair of arcade machines protected from the rain, My 50-yen coin got stuck and wouldn't come out.
The game screen wasn't visible due to the glare from the sun. I'd cut in line and start an argument. Even co-op play would end in a fight.
The school cafeterias don't serve artificially colored food, Sweet, spicy, sour. It was all delicious. Everything i needed from life was sold at the candy store.
Reset, reset. Again and again, reset. Do it over anytime you want. Start, start. An important start. Last continue.
Beyond the red box, Pull the plug and it's game over. With eyes like we had back then, Let's battle it out once more Last continue. Last continue