Lyric Skinhead On the M.B.T.A.

- Trad - J. Steiner, B. Hawes - Murphys Version - Casey, Barton -

Now let me tell you a story of a big ole skinhead On a tragic and fateful day He put 10 cents in his pocket kicked his wife and family And went to ride on the M.B.T.A

chorus: Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he s a skinhead who never returned

Skinhead goes down to the Kendall Sq. Station and he changes For Jamaica Plain, the conductor says skinhead I need a nickel, skinhead (punches him in the brain) or (throws him right off the train.

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Now all night long skinhead drives through the station Wondering who can I go and see Can t afford to buy crack in Chelsea or a bundle in Roxbury

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Skinhead s wife goes to the Scully Square Station Everyday at quarter past two, and through the open window She hands skinhead a grenade as the train comes a rumbling through

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Now you citizens of Boston don t you think its a scandal How the skinhead stole the train What s the big fuckin deal, he ll work for beer Let the skinhead drive the train

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