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