I've got the snowboard under my feet
I can fly so high I can fall so deep
But who do I see coming up the track
A little green man with a snowboard on his back
He say:and now i´m flying like an angel to the sun
my feet are burning and i grap into a nother world
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Go mad like a clown
I can stay behind them if I can
I wanna be a little more than an also-run
trough every curve he's got me beat
And maybe it's time that I accept the fear
and now i´m flying like an angel to the sun
my feet are burning and i grap into a nother world
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Go mad like a clown
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Go mad like a clown
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Go mad like a clown
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
When the lords of the boards
Go mad like a clown
(something like that
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