

(se-ga!) I remember when they made the systems we loved
Underneath the living room TV screen above
I had the Master System plugged into the wall
Then the Genesis came and captured us all
Sega CD spun, Thirty-Two X in line
Saturn had us dreaming of a brand new time
And the final system was the beautiful Dreamcast
We all know it wasn't built to last Two short years in
the golden USA
While Japan kept the dream awake and gray Oh,
the blue swirl fading in the dark
But behind the screens and the glossy arcade A quiet civil war
was being slowly made
America and Japan couldn't agree
Locked in jealousy, losing their legacy
Two different sides of the very same name
Destroyed the future of their console game
They couldn't get along,
they doomed their own design
East and West crossing over the line So by two-thousand and two
they took a final stand
No more hardware built by their hand Just software codes for the
rivals they fought
(oh no)
And the final system was the beautiful Dreamcast
We all know it wasn't built to last Two short years in
the golden USA
While Japan kept the dream awake and gray Oh,
the blue swirl fading in the dark (fading away...)
Now they only write the games But we still remember all the
names
Sega...