Dropkick Murphys
Текст песни 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.

chorus:

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

chorus:

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

chorus:

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

chorus:2X

He's the skinhead who never returns 2X