Stop That Train 가사

It's 4am, I've got the Hasenpfeffer Ale I've got nothing to lose, so I'm pissing on the third rail Groggy-eyed and fried, and I'm headed for the station D-train ride to Coney Island vacation This one’s dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1-train They'll be kicking out windows, high on cocaine And then I jump the turnstile, I lost my last token Riding between the cars, pissing, smoking Head for the last car, fluorescent light blackout Policeman told my homeboy: Yo, put that crack out You know you light up when the lights go down And then you read the New York Post, Fulton Street, downtown Same faces every day, but you don't know their names Party people going places on the D train Check it Trench coat, wingtip, going to work And you'll be pullin a train like you're Captain Kirk Pickpocket gangsters, payin' their debts, I caught a bullet in the lung from Bernhard Goetz Overworked and underpaid, starin' at the floor Prostitute's spandex caught in the slide doors Now you're stuck between the stations, it seems like an eternity Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace The neck, tortoise, your Lees are creased Hot cup of coffee, and the donuts are Dunkin Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin' Elevated platform, I'm never gonna conform Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm Bust into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes Over the loudspeaker about the hard times Sat across from a man readin El Diario Riding the train down from the El Barrio Went from the station, to Orange Julius I bought a hot dog - from WHO? George Drakoulias