Ten Minutes on a quarter pipe

with nothing there but blood and me

Air skater if you call me a loser

i'm afraid i will agree



Air skater if you lose the shades

then maybe god will let you be

Air skater he can jump a house

but he would never talk to me



Hard core behind a wall of dreads

the swooning women wish him luck

Air skater he won't teach them much

but he will show them how to fuck



Now i hope that you'll tell me what i ought to say,

So that i'll be half as cool one day,

And i'll get down on my knees and pray,

That you won't have to see the world my way