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