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