Allerton avenue

Not all that long ago, we were just kids flying our kites
In a back yard in the Bronx

For some we're nothing more then a balance sheet stain
And with what they're paying us, how dare we complain
So buried deep beneath our knees and feet
Is the truth of what we're thinking

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Not all that long ago, we were playing manhunt in the park
Not all that long ago, we were just kids flying our kites
From Morris Heights and Pelham Bay
To Morristown and Far Rockaway
We're in a back yard in the Bronx
Trying to forget about the weekday march

It's easy to be cynical when you look at how much we have changed
Way back then we didn't care what we were wearing
Now our minds are like homes for a flashback ghost

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We provide the spark and the gasoline
With the dreams we dream and the hopes we dare to keep
They are just a pill, we are the amphetamines
We are the ones they need

Sweet New Rochelle is on her way
But first she is stopping off in White Plains
Mount Vernon is bringing his Danbury date
And a cousin who lives somewhere Upstate

Not all that long ago, we were playing manhunt in the park
Not all that long ago, we were ghetto Picassos with our sketches in our backpacks
Running, rushing to catch the Red or the Orange or the Green line
Not all that long ago, we were just kids flying our kites
From Morris Heights and Pelham Bay
To Morris Town and Far Rockaway
We're in a back yard in the Bronx
Trying to forget about the weekday march
From the Upper West and the Lower East
From Babylon and Long Beach
Were in a back yard in the Bronx
Trying to forget the weekday march