In 1999 or something like that, Valve made this game oh so phat.

Its called Counterstrike man, come on lets go play! We'd get stoned and stay at the Lan all day.

So we played it to death like there was no tomorrow, to get money to play I'd cheat steal and borrow.

No-one could touch us, we were kings for a day... then 5 years went by and Steam came to play.

New strats and maps all so important, not for me though... this game had me taunted.

At night I would dream up impossible plays, have nightmares of terrorists storming by day.

Come save me! the scientists would scream in my dreams, only to be mowed down by an AK spray stream.

Now it seems like I have to, to rescue these people, save all those boxes, assassinate people.

Every morning I wake up, prepared to die, log onto my Steam now, how the years have gone by.

New kids with new aim, old players with no game... twisted this thing into a brand new name...