Lyrics:

Broken bicycles,Old busted chains,With busted handle barsOut in the rain.Somebody mustHave an orphanage forAll th
ese things that nobodyWants any moreSeptember's reminding JulyIt's time to be saying good-bye.Summer is gone,Our love wil
l remain.Like old broken bicyclesOut in the rain.Broken Bicycles,Don't tell my folks;There's all those playing cardsPinn
ed to the spokes,Laid down like skeletonsout on the lawn.The wheels won't turnWhen the other has gone.The seasons can turn
on a dime,Somehow I forget every time;For all the things that you've given meWill always stayBroken, but I'll never throw
them away