Rollin' Gang

What the fuck is this thing
I pictured four wheels
I can’t ride that
I’m reading the warning
Jimmy takes over and says fuck that
Because it reminds him
So much of snowboarding
Don’t even think of bailing cause
It doesn’t have a break
Watch out for the trees
They can be nasty
If you miscalculate the line that you take
Face in the dirt
Your mates are all laughing
Golf courses, smart park
Mount Bipta take me back
That school in South Frankston
Old Jimmy’s black hard pack
We’re taking over your park
Better go there after dark
When we walk up to the park
Better grab your dog, pack up
The picnic basket
Yo we’re not asking
Lovers rollin' on the grass
Better watch your ass
As we’re rollin' by
Because you’re gunna die
Break!
When we walk up to the park
Better grab your dog, pack up
The picnic basket
Yo we’re not asking
Lovers rollin' on the grass
Better watch your ass
As we’re rollin' by
Because you’re gunna fuckin' die
Fuckin' die
Because you’re gunna fuckin' die
Yeah you’re gonna die
Gunna die!
We’re takin' over