DESCRIPTION:
An ode to a man of logic, pragmatism, honesty, and balls of intuition.

Lyrics

It used to be so simple back in 1989 -
Two circles, four directions, three more bits than five.
But now it's gotten so contrived,
There ain't no reason counting lives
Health points are contextual, tutorials perpetually
Telling me to jump, press LB,
Get ready for the QTE -
And everybody says that that's the way it is.
Apologists and lobbyists telling me
Better get used to this.

But if you want some wisdom
Listen up to Colin M.
Fortitude and OJ
Yeah, that's my boy Colin M.
So if you crave conformity
Then kindly fall in line
And if you prefer propriety
Then brother step aside
But if you want some wisdom
Listen up to Colin M.

Colin and we all love our games
But we're getting weary of more of the same
Somewhere, somehow, along the way,
we lost the magic and the art of play
And now Minecraft sits at the top of the chart
And the free-to-play games are killing the art
So if we had a message that we had to sing
I imagine it'd be...

And if you want some wisdom
Listen up to Colin M
5-0 predictions
Yeah, that's my boy Colin M.
If what you want is online play
Well that's just fine with me.
But don't forget Majora's Mask,
Far Cry, Fallout, and Mega Man 3
Courtesy of yours truly,
The pride of Long Island

Maybe it's just me and my
Subjectivity,
But I feel Moriarty
Was right;
Games of today have a
Different kind of play.
Or maybe we're just getting old...

So if you want some wisdom
Listen up to Colin M.
He only can do everything
Your boy, Colin M.
So if you've got some thanks to give,
Well he best be one of three.
But keep in mind sir Gadsen's sign:
Don't you f***ing tread on me!
Lest you forget his name
C-O-L-O-N ;)