It's Monday evening, he's going to the ramp He wears his olive Dickies and a pair of worn out Vans He's trying to look cool, he bought a new skateboard He watched all of this movies and he's heading for a score He's riding,shaking, he barely even stands But never ever doubted about what he probably can And it's nothing wrong with him or what he do He's doing what he can, and what he always wanted to
Wow, he tried to do this crazy trick but he fell right on his arms And he'll do it one more time Cause the crazy guys don't think
He falls and stands up and all over again A never ending cycle of the bruises and the pain But he's getting better with all the bloody wounds One day he'll blow the streets, and it's going to happen soon
Wow, he tried to do this crazy trick but he fell right on his arms And he'll do it one more time Cause the crazy guys don't think