Lyrics

The shredder's skate ramp will be spared But he'll have to cut his long hair And the tennies that he used to wear Will so soon be replaced by two soles made of air And though it's just been a short while His maneuvers have gone out of style His shorts are too short Yeah, for sure, he was wild But the kids today laugh when they see That the shredder is not what he was His buddies believe it's because The last spill left him shook up, he's had enough Concrete's unkind, he sadly sighs Behind the wheel of his hatchback he cries All of my buddies have fled And now it's alone that I shred I drive around every day Listening to music I already have in my head These cul-de-sacs still have their way With my heart at the end of the day And I act like I don't hear a thing When I ride past the parking lot I hear them say That the shredder is not what he seems When he's frightened he casually leans He'll knock all the skin off his knee Right before he brushes the dirt "That doesn't hurt" But he's got tears in his eyes when he sleeps Tears in his eyes when he sleeps