Bloody Pig Pile 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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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Now you citizens of Boston
don't you think it's a scandal
How the skinhead stole the train
What's the big f*ckin' deal,
he'll work for beer
Let skinhead drive that f*ckin' train.

[chorus 2x]
He's the skinhead who never returned.
He's the skinhead who never returned.
I said the skin never returns.

[chorus 2x]
He's the skinhead who never returned.
He's the skinhead who never returned.

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