The Lyrics
Uh huh, uh huh,
Uh huh, uh huh,
Uh huh, uh huh,
Uh huh, uh huh,
No clouds in my sky,
Because it’s a pain to drop my brain and go outside,
iTunes always on,
Livin’ off Better Cheddars, down in my parents’ cellar, always inside the shelter,
You know me,
Always anticipating my participating in each dungeon raid,
Hey,
The wizard is back,
With my 8-sided dice, where my rulebook at?
Playin’ some Mario Kart,
Eating some old Pop Tarts,
Reciting a Star Trek scene,
I pause by pressing Start,
‘Cause down here in the dark,
Down the street from the trailer park,
I have to get prepared,
For the park renaissance fair,
Because,
People call me a basement dwella’,
Acne worse than Rubella,
I don’t think I’ll be here foreva’,
I might go get a girlfriend,
But I’d rather wait for Star Trek to end,
I’m just an ordinary fella’,
That dresses like a front desk bank tella’,
I’ve left the neighborhood almost neva’,
I am livin’ in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Livin’ in my parents’ cella, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Got asthma and salmonella, ‘ella, ‘ella,
Eh, eh, eh,
Livin’ in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh,
I start off every day,
With MST3K,
Some say I look lonely,
But my friends come and play D&D,
I don’t like martial arts,
And baseball hurts my heart,
But I like Magic cards,
And printing Excel charts,
Because,
My grades have always been above stella’,
Not to mention I’m a damn good spella’,
Oh yes, my social life transcends,
All others’ with MySpace friends,
My skin’s breaking out more than eva’,
So before my next dungeon endeava’,
I have to put on some moisturiza’,
As I’m down here in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Down in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Readin’ a sci-fi novella, ‘ella’, ‘ella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Here in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh,
My Wiimote proudly in my arms,
Munching on some Lucky Charms,
When OMG,
I broke my old TV,
So I hop on an online store,
And pre-order Animaniacs volume 4,
Because,
Though my real life is almost severed,
My World of WarCraft orc is better,
Until the day they apprehend,
For my downloading without end,
I have no sport skills whatsoeva’,
But I can construct a compound leva’,
I’m the greatest DM eva’,
You can find me in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Down in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Watchin’ reruns of Penn & Tella’, Tella’, Tella’,
Eh, eh, eh,
Down in my parents’ cella’, cella’, cella’,
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh,
I’m gamin’, gamin’,
Ooh, baby, I’m gamin’, gamin’,
Reboot my Dell PC,
Defrag my comp’s HD,
I’m gamin’, gamin’,
I’m online gamin’ gamin’,
Breakin’ records every week,
On my 360,
I’m entertained,
By the sequel to Max Payne,
I always seek,
A bigger geek.