- 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 kissed 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