Hippie Hills

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