MTA lyrics

Well let me tell you of the story

Of a man named Charlie

On a tragic and fateful day

He put ten cents in his pocket

Kissed his wife and family

Went to ride on the MTA

Well did he ever return?

No he never returned

And his fate is still unlearned (what a pity)

He may ride forever

'Neath the streets of Boston

He's the man, who never returned

Charlie handed in his dime

At the Kendall Square station

And he changed for Jamaica Plain

When he got there the conductor told him one more nickel

Charlie couldn't get off of that train!

But did he ever return?

No he never returned

And his fate is still unlearned (poor old Charlie)

He may ride forever

'Neath the streets of Boston

He's the man, who never returned

Now all night long

Charlie rides through the station

Crying "What will become of me?

How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea

Or my cousin, in Roxbury

But did he ever return?

No he never returned

And his fate is still unlearned (shame and scandal)

He may ride forever

'Neath the streets of Boston

He's the man, who never returned

Charlie's wife goes down

To the Scollay Square station every day

At quarter past two

And through the open window

She hands Charlie a sandwich

As the train comes rumbling through

But did he ever return?

No he never returned

And his fate is still unlearned (he may ride forever)

He may ride forever

'Neath the streets of Boston

He's the man, who never returned

Pick it, Davey

... (kinda hurts my fingers)

Now you citizens of Boston

Don't you think its a scandal

How the people have to pay and pay?

Fight the fare increase!

Vote for George O'Brien

Get poor Charlie off the MTA

Or else he'll never return

No, he'll never return

And his fate is still unlearned (just like Paul Revere)

He may ride forever

'Neath the streets of Boston

He's the man, who never returned

He's the man, who never returned

He's the man, who never returned

Et tu Charlie?