Bobby, Saturday night the arcade lights all burn so bright
Bobby, quarter in the box, you buy another try to beat the clocks

You try to do what your momma tells you all the time
You try to do what your teacher says but you fall behind
You try to do what your friends want where do you draw the line
Oh, Bobby

Bobby, puppet on a string, feelin' like a bird with broken wings
And Bobby, your growin' up scared, wired to your own electric chair

Yeah you've got questions no one ever hears
Ten thousand voices filling up your ears
But you know life is more than it appears
Oh, Bobby

Bobby, Saturday night the arcade lights all burn so bright
Oh Bobby, your friends all say just take another hit and fly away

Another video soldier in a foreign land
Watch those electrons march at your command
That pistol grip feels so warm in your hand
Oh, Bobby