On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak
How about real riding lessons, a real qualifying test and mandatory helmet wearing.
Instead of the nonsensical riding test, voluntary helmet wearing and a police force that doesn't force anything.