How High Can You Get?

 
We could go ape all-day-long playing Donkey Kong
Getting high – scores on the board like it was a bong
Having barrels of fun, what more could we ask for?
Whether it was at the arcade or on my Nintendo 64
 
It was bananas I tell you trying to beat that monkey
Thinking I had a game, acting all fearless and spunky
I’d scream at the screen till mom asked “what’s the matter?”
And I’d reply all mad “he knocked me off the ladder”
 
So she said “that doesn’t look too difficult, let me try”
After I explained the buttons I saw Mario quickly die
“Aye” she yelled in my ear “the monkey killed me”
I had never seen my mom stand like that so unwieldy
 
“Jump” I’d say out loud so she could go over the barrel
“Don’t make me nervous” she said sounding a bit feral
“Go up” I’d add, “hurry up or” then she’d get hit in the head
“That damn animal” she’d laugh when she saw Mario dead
 
But Donkey Kong would stand at the top. laughing
Banging his chest, grinding his teeth, drums crashing
And the times I’d save the princess and wanted to revel
He’d climb up the ladder to take me to the next level  
 
That’s right
 
I come from days of 16 and 32 bit and it was lit
When games were fun but I thought I was the shit
Donkey Kong is a memory of my youth I’ll never forget
So let me ask you, how high can you get?