When Playing CS through the night.
And making headshots, left and right
Gives way to Quakey movements
Strafing and rocket jump skills.
In a forest of AK's and Deagles
Lets swear that we will
Give quake more time.
Give the rockets, some more play.
Lets get railing right.

Forget camping cause it's gay!
Loading quake, on our machines.
Fighting counter-stricken foes
On Q3DM17
Fighting an unlikely foe
With performance so demeaning
as to almost make him pro


And for a good game,
We just might, have to CS
And find someone to own!
Own those who are retards.
Find someone to own!
Own those who are retards.

*Repeat Verse 1*

*Repeat Chorus*

Find someone to own
Own those who are retards.
Cause when you forget, your Quake dreams
Cause you know that you can't own.
CS'ing kids who are thirteen
Is your only way to go.