Someone presses start and you begin to be
Then you start to control your character consciously
As you settle in, the biggest care in your mind being
The Androids, Asteroids, and Space Invaders you're seeing
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Arcade Days
Arcade Days
Put in a few coins now
Then a few years later start putting bills in
More and more as the years go on
Arcade Days
Arcade Days
Your skills and talents gradually refine
As you keep collect things that you think are fine
And your enemies each start to meet life's final loss
Directly or indirectly by your cross
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But, suddenly everything starts to move faster
And you start to doubt your status as the master
That voice inside telling you your not good enough
You race on, keep on playing and try to be tough
But then you see the final loss is everyone's fate
No longer in those
Arcade Days
Hurry, hurry, running out of time
Getting closer and closer to your final chime
If only you could return to those
Arcade Days
Arcade Days
Ar-cade- Days!