The Grind

(album: Standards And Practices, Vol II - 2001)

Confusion, excitement, as they hit half pipe
There were screams, trucks crushing, blew them away
There was nothing like 'em seen before and ever again
The crowd ensued upon eruption, echoed their name

Whoa hey ho ha
Whoa hey ho
They're coming back to grind 'em
God they're coming back for more
Whoa hey ho ho
Whoa hey ho
There's nothing that could stop 'em
Nothing like 'em seen before

Believing, invincible, taking on the bowls
Breaking, escaping their adolescent mold
If they could call the shots they'd do nothing else at all
It's what they keep from using, from going up the wall

Whoa hey ho ha
Whoa hey ho
They're coming back to grind 'em
God they're coming back for more
Whoa hey ho ho
Whoa hey ho
There's nothing that could stop 'em
There's nothing like 'em seen before

The theory that it generates just doesn't hold a truth
Can't you see the theorists malcontented?
All they need is just to right and to be left alone
Their future's fine, it'll not be circumvented

Confusion, excitement, as they hit half pipe
There were screams, trucks crushing, blew them away
There was nothing like 'em seen before and ever again
The crowd ensued upon eruption, echoed their name

Whoa hey ho ha
Whoa hey ho
They're coming back to grind 'em
God they're coming back for more
Whoa hey ho ho
Whoa hey ho
There's nothing that could stop 'em
There's nothing like 'em seen before