i can remember back when we were kids, ridin bikes, and flippin lids, we slammed the brakes and did some skids, then it was tricks, and jumps and [censored], goin to contests, i was lovin it, goin out late night ridin, witht he camera, we got crazy, and put down the hammer, we wrecked [censored], and stole, [censored] with people cuz they were old, never did anyhtign i was told, we were bad ass punk kids, and man wer we bold. you yelled at us, we yelled back at ya, call the cops on us, get hit with a fire cracker. cops would see us, come to arest us, we peaced, they cant catch us, we run and hide, and they roll by. were safe for now, but not forever, from climbin barb wire, i ripped my sweater, [censored] it yo, life was good. now i get older, the weather gets colder, i used to not care, but now its different, i got a truck, i dont ride, i lost all my pride, im down with four wheelin, i finally hit the ceilin, everytime i shift, my tires are pealin. i picked up some ticks,all cops are pricks, my license was restricted, but [censored] it, i was wicked. graduated hi school, flunked outta college, werkin for my father, just to earn a doller, same old [censored], never thought it would be liek this, i feel so tied down, and bored with my life, soon ill have kids, and maybee a wife, but still ill be bored, i need something more, i wanna pick up and leave, with nuhtin at all, just my bike and a chevy, lifted real tall, ill mudbog my way across the usa, and ill never be back, maybee for moms birthday, but thats about it, i need sumthin new. just so you know, i dont beleive in god, im not scared of anyhting, you thinks thats odd? im not afraid to die, im more afraid to live, thought id be gone by now, but someway, some how, im still around.