***Okay. Not at ALL serious. Not even remotely. But I had fun writing it as a song. *shrug* E23,***
They came out of the sky an evil gleam in their eye
Down the street they rode
Hitting people and signs sending folks out of their mind
Oh, how the blood flowed
On they kicked pulling off sick tricks
Wanting nothing but girls
They rode like devils only the smallest of evils
Making passers-by HURL!
Satan's skatepark!
Built only for demon thrills!
Don't go there unless you can get air!
Satan's skatepark KILLS!
Grinding rails made of fingernails
They ollie over all the bones!
Imps fly high into a blood red sky
Burning down all of the homes!
Satan's skatepark!
Built only for demon thrills!
Don't go there unless you can get air!
Satan's skatepark KILLS!
*screaming, screeching guitar solo*
Fakies to the left, boneless to the right
Skateboard imps own the night!
Pray to God that you don't fall
Or else you'll hear...SATAN'S CALL!
*call and repeat*
Satan's
*Satan's*
Skatepark!
*Skatepak*
Satan's Skatepark!
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