Lyrics:

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)



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



skinhead's wife goes to the scollay square station

everyday at quarter past two,

and through the open window she hands 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

what's the big fuckin' deal,

he'll work for beer

let the skinhead drive the fucking train

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