So let me tell you another scary story

about this man named shovel joe

he live alone with his shovel in the alps

he digs from dust till down

one day he woke up early in the morning

digging in the snow

when 4 or 5 of us came by

we were riding down the hill


he turned around

walked to us

his shovel in his hand

took a 

good run

and slammed it on my board


'hey you the fuck are you doing'

we yelled to that

old and dirty bastard jerk

we cursed you but you don't seem to care about

with your mad eyes you

you've been trying to beat me up


so we moved away and ran away 

afraid of shovel joe

found another peaceful spot

to try some other tricks

still thinking of what just happened to us

we were jumping in the snow

when around the corner guess who appeared

the same fire in his eyes