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

[HOOK]

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

[HOOK]

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