Parkour Run

TTTO Tom Smith’s “Rocket Ride”

Where did you go, we’ve just begun
We don’t do no flips, just ’cause they’re fun
I’m on the wall now, sweety come on
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run

How many drops must make a young man
Before he breaks every bone
How many jumps will he do when he can
How loud will he later moan

How many monkey jumps over a bar
Before we trip and we fall
How will we know just how far
Down we can jump and then roll

I want to make those precisions, rail to rail
When you can’t afford a mistake
You have to pay attention to every detail
Or you’ll end up drenched in a lake

I want you to know when we get it done
This ain’t a competition, and we haven’t won
We’ll keep on running in rain and sun
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run

How many feet can you clear when you jump
Is simply a matter of skill
If you have perfect form, and you aren’t a chump
It’s simply a matter of will

How many techniques will be mastered today
By practinging until we keel
And with those we don’t, much to our dismay
Well, we’ll have to learn how to deal

I used to be go out of breath, my muscles they’d cramp
Every time I went running up on a ramp
Now I’m doing ok, I’m in much better shape
And someday I’m gonna get it all on tape

We have no belts, of hierarchy none
All forms of distinction we explicitly shun
We just start running and go on and on
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run

Kong jumps, turn jumps, lazy boys, and much more
Lots of things to know how to do
Learn them, practice more, and please get up from the floor
The bruises will be both black and blue

I want more than flashy and great looking tricks
They’re just a way of impressing chicks
A traceur and not an acrobat
A traceuess that can jump like a cat

I want to scale that wall and to climb the tree
I want to be able to feel free
The joy and wonder as I head out there,
And I know I can have it, if I only dare.

How many story hound journalist fucks
Will make up stories to scare
How many more of all these schmuks
Really expect us to care?

How many stupid stories of guys
Who break their heads of their jaws
How many exaggerations or lies
About people who live for applause

I want to cruise the neighbourhood, jumping around
And feel no longer tied to the ground
I want to boldly run where nobody went
And I want to jump higher than Clark Kent

Where did you go, we’ve just begun
We don’t do no flips, just ’cause they’re fun
I’m on the wall now, sweety come on
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run

Where did you go, we’ve just begun
We don’t do no flips, just ’cause they’re fun
I’m on the wall now, sweety come on
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run
Please join me, baby, on a parkour run

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2 Comments

  1. Shinzou said,

    omg this is amazing – i would love to listen to this whilst training can i hear the actual song anyware ??

  2. moshez said,

    Hi!

    Sorry, I suck at performance šŸ˜¦

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