Lyrics Freakin' eXtreme! - Kingston Falls

Freakin' eXtreme!

Polishes the twenty-twos on his SUV
A passion for lifting weights and dirty magazines
In his mind he pops a wheelie perpetually
Revs up the crotch rocket right into the sea
He wants to be an action star, but his hairline recedes
He lives in the suburbs and he’s freakin' eXtreme
Pleasure over progress, a motto so obscene
Why tap logic or reason when there’s ladies on the scene?
It’s a tragedy.
Ha!
No worries… he’s freakin' eXtreme!
eXtreme!