Текст песни C64

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

He was born in '84 in a Commodore 64
He didn't wanna be inside of it anymore
So he jumped out the TV and sat down to the floor
Then he grabbed the TAC-2 and jumped out the door
Now he's free and noone is chasing him no more
Now he's the master and no need for high scores
In this world there's no bonus for winning a war
But he likes this place and feels sad he's never been in here before, c'mon

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick
(That your movement's decided by a joystick)

Now he's starting to get hold of this self-control thing
Making his own choice is just a hell-of-a-thing
Pressing a button can make a phone ring, ring
So he called the government and began to sing
"There's a lot of people better needing your bucks!"
Sing with me or feel my sting, now he's happy, and now he's the king

You asked me why you were made of dotsK-Pist - C64 - http://ru.motolyrics.com/k-pist/c64-lyrics.html
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick

You asked me why you were made of dots
and why you always were chased by robots
I damn know that it makes you sick
that your movement's decided by a joystick