Why else would he ski that fast for no reason?
The Devil went up to Cascadia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man flyin' down the slopes and tearin' em hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a pine tree stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm an alpine skiier, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I wanna race freestyle with you.
Now you carve a pretty good mountain, man, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet two poles o' gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."
The boy said, "My name's Patchouli, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."