Second grade, late for class Parking lot, ambulance Principal, crowd of kids Broken arms, broken skin That's the day that Simon fell off the swingset He's okay cause he fell on top of Judy Double dare on the hill Are you a Jack or a Jill Building speed, hit the ramp Catch some air before the crash Hippie Hills can only be reached on two wheels That's where I destroyed a brand new Stingray Breaking glass underneath the overpass Trading cards, iron-ons and GT skateboards The best years of our lives Back in better times A perfect summer world Perfect boys and girls The way things never were Your memories all are blurred Locked up in a room From August until June Feeling lost in the park Sun is down, getting dark We're your friends, where're your friends? All alone, ditched again Hippie Hills was buried by a subdivision All the kids are inside plugged into their systems My hometown is a well-maintained corporate theme park Yesterday only looks good from a distance I'm going home