I had half an hour to waste in Edinburgh and happened upon a retro gaming bar. So I spent the time playing some arcade classics. Typically very badly. Here's a song about one of them.
(recording to come)
Lyrics and Chords:
[C][F][C][F]
[C][F][G]
We [C]pointed our new [F]telescope to[C]wards Alpha Cen[F]tauri
And we [C]thought we would [F]discover more a[C]bout the Milky [G]Way
But we [C]found a swarm of [F]battlecruisers [C]heading our dir[F]ection
And we [Dm]think that you're the [C]only pilot [G]who can save the [C]day
The [F]8-bit cru[C]sader
A[Am]gainst the space in[D]vaders
[F]Saving the [C]humans
One [Dm]level [G7]at a [C]time
[C][F][C][F]
[C][F][G]
[C]We'll equip you [F]with the things you [C]need to save our [F]planet
From the [C]waves and waves of [F]aliens [C]streaming into [G]sight
The [C]top defence tech[F]nology, state [C]of the art mac[F]hinery,
It [Dm]fires one bullet [C]at a time and [G]moves from left to [C]right
[C][F][C][G]
We've [C]put some concrete [F]barriers be[C]tween you and the [F]enemy,
They [C]surely will pre[F]vent their lasers [C]causing you to [G]fry
There's [C]only fifty [F]five of them, so [C]one of you should be [F]enough
To [Dm]keep the Earth de[C]fended as they [G]hover in the [C]sky
The [F]8-bit cru[C]sader
A[Am]gainst the space in[D]vaders
[F]Saving the [C]humans
One [Dm]level [G7]at a [C]time
[C][F][C][F]
[C][F][G][A]
They're [D]coming ever [G]closer and the [D]waves are getting [G]faster
While the [D]mother ship files [G]overhead and [D]carefully ob[A]serves
But the [D]red and green [G]filters on your [D]fancy console [G]monitor
Will [Em]help you and your [D]laser cannon [A]safeguard planet [D]Earth
[D][G][D][G]
[D][G][D][A]
[D][G][D][G]
[Em][D][A][D]
The [G]8-bit cru[D]sader
A[Bm]gainst the space in[E]vaders
[G]Saving the [D]humans
One [Em]level [A7]at a [D]time
[D][G][D][G]
[D][G][A7][D]