We're the dead end kids surrounded by snow,
Bored as f*ck and no place to go.
All we wanna do is go out and skate,
Burn these streets till it melts away.
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids!
We're dead end kids and we know what we need.
Four wheels,
Plywood,
And a sense of speed.
Weathermen lie,
Their words so hollow,
Shortened up days with more snow to follow.
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids!
Kids!
We're the dead end kids and welcome to the town,
Hand me a match and we'll burn it all down.
All we wanna do is skate and shred these streets,
So grab up the gas,
Get off your f*cking seats!
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids,
Dead end kids,
Kids!