The science of sound

A generation raised by the NES
The kids on the block were all screaming, "Hell yes!"
Squares and triangles: shapes in a melody
And we were finally free

White noise is where it's at for a snappy beat
With ones and zeros that make us move our feet
The TV speakers might break up, but we don't mind
We know the notes line for line

All alone with the tube and a system
And I couldn't help but to sing

So raise your hands
Raise your hands
Raise your hands
It's the science of sound

Mashing buttons with the greatest of timing
With the sounds of our power-ups chiming
It was more like a dance than it was a game
They'd all be chanting my name

Then at night I'd be dreaming in pixels
These waveforms kept me company

So clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
It's the science of sound

There are some who aren't ready to return
To simple sounds in harmony

So hold their hands
Hold their hands
Hold their hands
It's the science of sound

So raise your hands
Raise your hands
And clap your hands
It's the science of sound