Bloody Pig Pile

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.
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.
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.
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'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.
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.
Now you citizens of Boston
Don't you think it's a scandal
How the skinhead stole the train
What's the big f**kin' deal,
He'll work for beer
Let skinhead drive that f**kin' train.
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.
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.
He's the skinhead who never returned.
He's the skinhead who never returned.
I said the skin never returns.