Skinhead On The Mbta (Traditional) - Dropkick Murphys

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. 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 it's a scandal, how the skinhead stole the train, what's the big fuckin' deal, he'll work for beer, let skinhead drive that fuckin' train. he's the skinhead who never returned. he's the skinhead who never returned. i said the skin never returns. he's the skinhead who never returned. he's the skinhead who never returned.