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
Kissed his wife and family
And went to ride on the m.b.t.a
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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)
Now all night long skinhead drives through the station
Thinking what can I go and see
Can't afford to buy crack in chelsea
Or a bundle in roxbury
Skinhead's wife goes to the scollay square station
Everyday about a quarter past two
And through the open window she throws skinhead a grenade
As the train comes a rumbling through
Now you citizens of boston
Don't you think its a scandal
How the skinhead stole the train
So what about that f**ing skin
You f**ing bum
Let me drive that f**ing train
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