There's a broken old swing on the side of the road
The kids would play till the sun went down
A rickety old seesaw and a slide without paint Kept the children busy
Just five minutes up the road There was a house faded green
The hinges squeaked on the doors like you'd think they would
Simon and his sister Nicky Jane Turned
that house into a castle in their minds
The old cup and saucer Don't dawn on the roof these days
Locals see a destination Travelers see a quick stop
Really nothing more in every type A step of foot on the grass
By the one state highway It's not hard to see there's a change
It's near a one-horse town But even the whores got away
So they made one out of concrete You can
see it all the length of Queen Street
There's a pub around the bend Sporting a 4X bottle cap
That's another story
The old cup and saucer Don't dawn on the roof these days
Locals see a destination Travelers see a quick stop
Really nothing more in every type A step of foot on the grass
By the one state highway It's not hard to see there's a change
The old cup and saucer Don't dawn on the roof these days
Locals see a destination Travelers see a quick stop
Really nothing more in every type A step of
foot on the grass By the one state highway
It's not hard to see there's a change