CRUSHER - S(k)atanic Ride | Текст песни

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Riding out from hell on the skateboard
You fly on streets, like an evil lord
Slide on the rails, Don’t worry ‘bout cops
You jump from the stairs and other hell’s gaps.

With Thrash In earphones and Satan in head
Cigarette in teeth and Beer in one hand
Lacerated jeans, narrow shirt and white treads
You differ from all bastards and their shit.

You jump from a roof in descent of pool
These jumps for loonies instead of for fools
Any day doesn't pass without falling
But you riding and riding…
…on the Skatanik Ride!

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