You shoulda’ seen ‘im
‘Bout some 8 trips ‘round the sun
Comes a-cuttin’ in front of me
As I’m finishin’ up my ride
Set to go do down a short stretch
Thinkin’ of my carves and turns
But nope, I had to get in behind
Lil’ Shredder and watch him
Lift his feet off flat pedals and
Turn and bend and drag a foot
Here and there and everywhere
And then the real kicker that
Put the biggest, gosh-darnedest
Smile on my face, ear-to-ear
At a little rocky section, he simply
Lifted both feet off the pedals, put
‘Em straight out to the sides and
Held on, bouncin’ his way through
The rock garden, my stoke flyin’
Sky high and my brain thinkin’
That’s how you’re ’sposed to do it