I've got the snowboard under my feet
I can fly so high, I can fall so deep
But who do I [bad word] #39; up the track
little green man with the snowboard
on his back

He said: And now I'm flying like an angel
to the sun

My feet are burning and I grab into another
world

With the lord of the boards [bad word] 
and get around
With the lord of the boards, go mad
like a clown

I can stay behind him if I can
I wanna be a little more than an "also-ran"
Through 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 into another
world

With the lord of the boards [bad word] 
and get around
With the lord of the boards, go mad like
a clown