Bloody Pig Pile Lyrics - 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. 

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 fuckin' deal 

He'll work for beer 

Let skinhead drive that fuckin' 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