The Atoll

Miguel
I gasp that you still breathe the crooks must give
You superstitious wide berth silly scab
Hector
He has one last voyage which absolves his wrongs
Gloria
Those gangsters have met their match finally
The wizard emigree is far too sharp
Hector I cant place your familiar style
Miguel
Whos booing and blowing raspberries whos so rude?
Plasma
Albin Giacomo and Silvio move move
Silvio
Give me some elbow room push come to shove
In this insane world anything can win
I see an entrepreneurs whos who gel
The ink is wet the deal as yet unchalked