Stop That Train
Beastie Boys Song Lyrics

It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale     I've got nothing to lose and so I'm pissin' on the third rail     Groggy eyed and fried and I'm headed for the station     D-Train ride the 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 turnstyle I lost my last token     Riding between the cars pissing smoking     Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout     Policeman tell my homeboy yo put that crack out     You know you light up when the lights go down     And the you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown     Same faces every day but you don't know their names     Party people going placed on the D-Train Stop that train, I wanna get off...     Check it...     Trench coat wing tip going to work     And you be pulling a train like your 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 sliding door     Now your stuck between the stations and it seems like an eternity     Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity     A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace     The neck tortoise your Lees I 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 with busted out rhymes     Over the loud speaker about the hard times     Sat across from a man reading 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