Skiers Must Perish lyrics
Artist/Band:
Goldfinger
Album:
Hang-Ups Theres something bout the cold wind blowin across ayour face
Its not the kill its the thrill of the chase
Its like being in bed with the girl of your dreams
Or eatin a pint of Ben and Jerrys ice cream
Well you can kick me in the D with your skate or your boot
Well thats cool, when your heads are loose
This is something that I will always cherish
Skaters hate the fact that Skiers Must Perish!
