.Savage night on a misty island. Lights wink out in the
Canyon walls.
Two old boys in a stolen racer. Black rubber contrails in
The unwashed halls.
And all roads out of here, seem to lead right back to the
Rock Island.
I've gone back to Paris, London, and even riding on a.
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