Written by Kevin Bacon       "Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB       Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer    Play the one that we know so well    He got up there and gave us the finger    Told me and Joey to go straight to hell       Me and Joey in a blacktop garden    A big old burnin' sun above    And the fires will soon be starting    But this ain't no summer of love       Me and Joey had a good time with some farmer's daughter    Left her lyin' in a muddy hole    You charge an arm and a leg for a bottle of water    Well hey, I guess that's rock and roll       Me and Joey in a blacktop garden    A big old burnin' sun above    And the fires will soon be starting    But this ain't no summer of love       Now me and Joey's in his dad's car, overheating    Two hundred miles I-95    Joey's dad gives him a hell of a beatin'    Says we was lucky just to be alive    Someone's knockin' on the back door, momma's crying    And my head is hurtin' mighty bad    Tell you old man, and I ain't lyin    Best damn time I ever had       Me and Joey in a blacktop garden    A big old burnin' sun above    And the fires will soon be starting    But this ain't no summer of love