Skinned Knees

Skinned knees and my, my elbows too A new hole in the side of my shoes Tryna look as half as cool as you Tryna fly the way that they do I think that we need somewhere new An ocean path, or maybe the zoo I think the monkeys would appreciate it I think the elephants would fucking rate it I'd jump straight into the alligators They'd say "sick bro", catch you later Then I'd hop the fence into the crocodiles They'd say "that's cool", I'll catch you in a while What's gonna happen, I'm gonna smash my phone Or maybe I'm gonna break my bones I'll come down hard onto my keys I'm gonna smash my fucking knees Fucking knees I'm coming down, I'm coming round Not burning out when I hit the ground I'm coming down, I'm coming round Such a sweet sound when I hit the ground Go on take a picture man, I don't mind They'll write about it in the Daily Grind What's funny is, I'm in my bed Learning to skateboard in my head