Jet trails across an autumn sky
High tail it to your bike and fly
If you could
Over the neighborhood
Zipped up against the evening damp
You¡¯re off and riding up a ramp
And where you land
Is different than where you planned
Ape Hanger
We¡¯re gonna ride right off
Wrote out names on Cemetery Bridge
Threw jack-o-lanterns off the edge
Into the dark
And waited for dogs to bark
Ape Hanger
We¡¯re gonna ride right off
