He said it was somethin’ so appealing
He couldn’t fight the feelin’
Somethin’ about it
He knew he couldn’t doubt it
Couldn’t understand it
Brand it, since his first kickflip he land it
Uh
Labeled a misfit, abandoned
Ca-kunk, ca-kunk, kunk
His neighbors couldn’t stand it, so
He was banished to the park
Started in the morning wouldn’t stop till after dark
Yea
When he said it’s getting late in here
So “I’m sorry young man there’s no skating here”