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