Rage: Cleanup On Isle Life

You’ve got my number.

Why don’t you call it?

Could it be it’s not my number

That you’ve got?

Maybe you are run down.

Or maybe you should be.

And maybe you wonder if it’s me

Behind the sharp wheel tracks you sought.

You’re entering Deservesville.

Get your just reward.

It’s coming fast and hard right at you

Every way toward.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.