KEITH And The Cockroaches

Take me to the airport And put me ona plane I've got no expectations To pass through here again *

Toronto has no Main Street, but for fiveweeks Keith Richard was in exile anyway. It had been a cold, cold winter. When he arrived, the waterfall at the Harbor Castle Hotel was frozen. Lake Ontario was a solid sheet of ice. When Richard finally departed five weeks later, spring had already sprung. He's hoping it's going to be a long, hot summer.