While you're in your loft
With your Broadway Bros
I'm sneakin' in the back
Of the CBGB show
And for the last nightcap
I catch a brown bag buzz
Climb the fence to tag the train
Just to spite the fuzz

Three cans of
Paint rattle
In my safety-pinned sleeve and
As I hop the
Third rail to
My skateboard I leave the

Deck is Variflex
But the bearings spin real fast
I go right through the Bronx
Where the woofers blast
Hi-fi sound system
Run by a street lamp's wires
Splash past leaky hydrants --
Rubber wheels on fire

Even though
It's so late
A kid's still shooting hoops up
A Spalding,
A milk-crate
Up above his mom's stoop, but

I don't know where to go
I don't know where to go
I don't know where to go
So I'll go home

But after stick up kids
Held me up up in the park
I don't cut through that way
Anymore after dark
But life it ain't worth living
If you're too scared to fight
It's fun to shred the danger -
Skateboarding at night


Skateboarding at night
Skateboarding at night
Whoa oh oh
Skateboarding at night
Skateboarding at night
Whoa oh oh
Skateboarding at night
Skateboarding at night
Whoa oh oh
ohohoh oh oh ohohoh

Show true devotion
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Show true devotion
In a blank generation

Skateboarding at night
Skateboarding at night
Whoa oh oh
Skateboarding at night
Skateboarding at night

Skateboarding at night
oh oh oh
Skateboarding at night
oh oh oh
Skateboarding at night
Crash!