Down in Abeline on a midnight cruise  Three dead, four wounded, saw the story on the news  Motorcycle boy, motorcycle boy, motorcycle boy  Lay your legend down  Three creeps in Dallas  Three fish-eyed stares  Three dozen roses and three last prayers  Motorcycle boy  Lay your legend down  Subway Sammy, he got out of line  Swan dive, no survivors  Out of sight, out of mind  Motorcycle boy  Lay your legend down  Over in Virginia, no reason, no rhyme  The girl was named Virginia,  That was good enough this time  Motorcycle boy  Lay your legend down  Maybe it was Oxnard where the surfers play  They got nothing better to do  With themselves all day  Motorcycle boy  Lay your legend down