Gaming Is a Crime - Beng Beng Cocktail

Looking at your mouse and seeing the bright light

First breath of the day your screen says «Hi!»

First wank of the day, your mum takes a look

Desperate Housewife turned blind;

she wanted an Einstein

Dickhead geek, your mind is as fake as Wolverine

It’s true you’re maybe part of web communities

But except on movies, you’ll never taste realities

You are what we call a super-user-wanker

Dick in hand like the gun of Walker Texas Ranger

Your kinds of drugs are not sold on the streets

As they are on free access in just two freaking clicks

You’re playing, you’re dying

You find your fix in gaming

You’re watching, you’re dying

Smile on your face when mouse clicking

You’re playing, you’re dying

You’re like druggies when networking

Push on reality button

And find life beyond the screen

Level 1: Trying to beat the final freak at WoW, lighting up your first fag ever,

that’s the smoke you blow

Level 2: Still on your laptop, 3rd wank of the day, random tweets tell to take

crack today

Level 3: You will never be free again, you’re addicted man, you’ve lost all

your friends

Level 4: You think next level gets so close but the game is over since you’re

damn overdosed