Gutterball - Motorcycle Boy Lyrics
down in Abeline on a midnight cruisethree dead, four wounded, saw the story on the newsmotorcycle boy, motorcycle boy, motorcycle boylay your legend downthree creeps in Dallasthree fish-eyed staresthree dozen roses and three last prayersmotorcycle boylay your legend downSubway Sammy, he got out of lineswan dive, no survivorsout of sight, out of mindmotorcycle boylay your legend downover in Virginia, no reason, no rhymethe girl was named Virginia,that was good enough this timemotorcycle boylay your legend downmaybe it was Oxnard where the surfers playthey got nothing better to dowith themselves all daymotorcycle boylay your legend down