Easy Bake Ovens

You were throwing your shoes right up over the wire
 You were rolling out Easy Bake Ovens and tires
 Another whole day on the Bucks County plain
 Clouds rolling in, it's feeling like rain
 Back in the yards and the woods by the pool
 The leaves were on fire when I came home from school
 Singing a song that I wrote in myself
 Singing that I could be something else
 You were throwing your shoes right up over the wire
 I was sitting there watching on half-buried tires
 Scratching on sidewalks with fingers and stone
 Waiting for time, feeling alone
 Taking out pins in the cushions inside
 The rain falling down on the telephone wire
 Falling farther and farther away
 Those were the days of the model airplanes
 Shooting up rockets for neighborhood fame
 You on the ground, the remote in your hand
 I was sinking on down, my feet in the sand
 The rock and roll babysitter's tales
 Of nights with the boys running off of the rails
 They'd spend the whole night on abandoned farms
 Burning up in each other's arms
 You were throwing your shoes right up over the wire
 You were setting those Easy Bake Ovens on fire
 I was carving my name on a chalkboard with nails
 Waiting for somebody else to be there
 Outside, the dim suburban homes
 With their lawns full of ashtrays and their buckets of phones
 Ringing off mothers in houses all day
 Back then we had to be cool
 But nobody taught me the rules
 So I just wrote it all down
 On the inside of my fast food paperboard crown
 Riding bikes before I learned about brakes
 Around and around those cul-de-sac lanes
 The teens rolling by in their giant green cars
 Driving like rain, they were kissing like stars
 You were throwing your shoes right up over the wire
 You were building those Tinkertoy castle empires
 Melting your crayons over tables of flame
 I was feeling alone, I was feeling insane
 Dad took a picture on August the nine
 Of us with the newspaper and the headline
 'Ford Steps Up; Nixon Resigns'