[Verse 1]
Broken bicycles, old busted chains
Broken handlebars out in the rain
Somebody must have an orphanage for
All of these things that nobody wants any more
September's reminding July
It's time to be saying goodbye
Summer is gone but our dreams will remain
Like old broken bicycles out in the rain

[Verse 2]
Broken bicycles, don't tell my folks
All those playing cards pinned to the spokes
Lay down like skeletons out on the lawn
My wheel won't turn 'cause the other one's gone
The seasons will turn on a dime
Somehow I forget every time
The things that you've given me will always stay
They're broken but I'll never throw them away

[Outro]
I wanna thank you again for coming out this late at night
And listening to some of these songs