*console generation [bad word] to an end
And you know what that means
It's time to say goodbye to some old friends...*

Why is it so hard to take
Your smooth and curvy black shape
From the shelf beneath my TV
We trekked through Uncharted temples,
Little Big Planet levels,
Heavy Rain now falls on me.
I always had your back
When your network got hacked
Lost my account, but not my heart
Now it's time for PS4
New Infamous and God Of War
Season 2 of House Of Cards

I can't be consoled
From this aching in my soul
It's hard to say goodbye
For better graphics, I will try
It's out of my control
Leave me alone you trolls
Put the war aside
These consoles have died

Had some great years with Gears
Halo 4 brought me to tears
And so did that stupid red ring
We made an instant kinection
Bioshocked me with tension
Even got me to dance and sing
Tea Bags have whole new meaning
DOA chicks were steaming
Didn't mind if the lag hit
Learned how to cuss like a sailor
On Xbox Live multiplayer
Man, those kids were such little ****!

I can't be consoled
They made you and broke the mold
You'll always be with me
Through every degree.
It's out of my control
You left an X-shaped hole
Put the wars aside
These consoles have died

Remember when you and Mii
Soared across galaxies
Thought the Party would last forever
We made huge dents in my walls
Every time that we brawled
But Wii Fit so well together

I can't be consoled
Soon you'll be caked in mold
Don't you take the blame
They'll reboot your best games
There were good times, I admit.
But new Zelda would be the [bad word] 
Put the wars aside
These consoles have died.