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Song title: Beastie Boys - Stop That Train

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Its 4:00 a.m. Ive got the dr. hfuhruhurr ale
Ive got nothing to lose so Im pissin on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried Im headed for the station
D-train ride to coney island vacation
Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train
Theyll be kicking out windows high on cocaine
Then I ump the turnstyle I lost my last token
Riding between the cars pissing smoking
Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout
Policeman told my homeboy put that crack out
You know you light up when the lights go down
Then you read the new york post fulton st. downtown
Same faces every day but you dont know their names
Party people going placed on the d-train

Trench coat wing tip going to work
And youll be pulling a train like captain kirk
Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts
I caught a bullet in the lung from bernie goetz
Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the slide doors
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 never gonna conform
Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm
Bust into the conductors booth and busted out rhymes
Over the loud speaker about the hard times
Sat across from a man readin el diario
Riding the train down from el barrio
Went from the station straight to orange julius
I bought a hot dog from my man george drakoulias