

(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...