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 wuth a snowboard on his back

saying and now i'm flying like an angel to the sun
my feet are burning and i grab me to at the world

When the Lords of the bords
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
Go mad like a clown

I can stay behind them if I can
I wanna be a little more than an also-run
trhough every curve he's got me beat
And maybe it's time that I accept defeat

and now i'm flying like an angel to the sun
my feet are burning and i grab me to at the world

When the Lords of the bords
Come around and get rough
When the Lords of the boards
Come around and get rough
Go mad like a clown

(something like that)