| Song | The Ramp |
| Artist | Robbers on High Street |
| Album | Grand Animals |
| 作曲 : Trokan | |
| In the late afternoon lull before Mom and D get home | |
| I went out for a ride on my bicycle | |
| Down to the corner on 15th Street | |
| PJ and Goose sat looking beat | |
| They said this ramp we made knows no defeat | |
| So I laughed them down | |
| Cause I thought I was a hot shot clown | |
| Goose said "I don't mean to burst your bubble" | |
| "Are you stepping on my style Goose? Oh man, trouble!" | |
| He said, "I dare you." | |
| I said, "Make it a double." | |
| So I peddled back half a block away from that ramp | |
| Yeah, I hit it so hard | |
| I must have blacked out from the spill | |
| 'Cause I didn't even feel | |
| My body roll underneath | |
| That cabby's wheel | |
| Now I wait to die in the hospital | |
| Some sort of soft spot on my skull | |
| While my parents write letter to Leo DiCaprio | |
| They say my son doesn't have long to go | |
| Some kind of soft spot on his skull | |
| Three weeks before they pulled the plug | |
| I got a photo op and a hug | |
| Leo sat bedside | |
| And trained his eyes | |
| He said, "This one will surely lose another son that it never knew" | |
| Man Leo felt it all the way |
| zuò qǔ : Trokan | |
| In the late afternoon lull before Mom and D get home | |
| I went out for a ride on my bicycle | |
| Down to the corner on 15th Street | |
| PJ and Goose sat looking beat | |
| They said this ramp we made knows no defeat | |
| So I laughed them down | |
| Cause I thought I was a hot shot clown | |
| Goose said " I don' t mean to burst your bubble" | |
| " Are you stepping on my style Goose? Oh man, trouble!" | |
| He said, " I dare you." | |
| I said, " Make it a double." | |
| So I peddled back half a block away from that ramp | |
| Yeah, I hit it so hard | |
| I must have blacked out from the spill | |
| ' Cause I didn' t even feel | |
| My body roll underneath | |
| That cabby' s wheel | |
| Now I wait to die in the hospital | |
| Some sort of soft spot on my skull | |
| While my parents write letter to Leo DiCaprio | |
| They say my son doesn' t have long to go | |
| Some kind of soft spot on his skull | |
| Three weeks before they pulled the plug | |
| I got a photo op and a hug | |
| Leo sat bedside | |
| And trained his eyes | |
| He said, " This one will surely lose another son that it never knew" | |
| Man Leo felt it all the way |