Grown-ups Are Stupid

A, B, A, B, R1, back.

That’s my favourite fist attack.

R1, B, B, rotate stick—

My spinal-crushing Dragon Kick.

I’m super-sonic mega fast

And cyber-strong with Atom Blast.

I know every trick and cheat;

Ain’t no baddie I can’t beat.

Ok, Uncle, you can try.

Just do your best; try not to die.

First you’ll need the Quasar Gun,

Then hit that pad for Alpha-Run.

Double-jump, then do a flip,

Find the secret hyper-ship.

That’s a hidden a portal there.

Can’t you see the cosmic tear?

That’s enough; you’ve had your turn.

Sometimes I think you’ll never learn.

You curse and sweat and thrash about,

You clumsy, awkward stupid lout!

Your hands are big, your fingers slow;

There’s just too much you’ll never know.

You think you’re big, you think you’re strong?

Don’t make me laugh; go play some Pong!