So let me tell you another scary story
about this man named shovel joe
he live alone with his shovel in the alps
he digs from dust till down
one day he woke up early in the morning
digging in the snow
when 4 or 5 of us came by
we were riding down the hill

he turned around
walked to us
his shovel in his hand
took a
good run
and slammed it on my board

'hey you the fuck are you doing'
we yelled to that
old and dirty bastard jerk
we cursed you but you don't seem to care about
with your mad eyes you
you've been trying to beat me up

so we moved away and ran away
afraid of shovel joe
found another peaceful spot
to try some other tricks
still thinking of what just happened to us
we were jumping in the snow
when around the corner guess who appeared
the same fire in his eyes