(Beastie Boys/Dust Bros.)
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"Stop that train I wanna' get off"
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Well..
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It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
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I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail
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Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the station
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D-Train ride Coney Island vacation
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Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train
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They'll be kickin' out windows high on cocaine
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And then I jump the turnstyle I lost my last token
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Riding between the cars pissin' smokin'
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Head for the last car fluorescent light blackout
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Policeman told my homeboy yo put that crack out
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You know you light up when the lights go down
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And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
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Same faces every day but you don't know their names
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Party people going placed on the D-Train
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"Stop that train I wanna' get off"
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"Stop that train I wanna' get off"
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Check it..
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Trench coat wing tip going to work
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And you be pulling a train like Captain Kirk
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Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts
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I caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz
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Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor
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Prostitutes spandex caught in the slide doors
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Now you're stuck between the stations and it seems like an eternity
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Sweating like sardines in a flophouse fraternity
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A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace
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The neck tortoise the Lees I creased
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Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin'
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Friday night and Jamaica Queens funkin'
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Elevated platform I'm never gonna' conform
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Riding over the diner where I always get my toast warm
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Bust into the conductor's booth and busted out rhymes
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Over the loud speaker about the hard times
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Sat across from a man readin' El Diario
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Riding the train down from the El Barrio
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Went from the station to Orange Julius
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I Bought a hot dog from who George Drakoulias
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Caught In The Middle Of A Three-Way Mix
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Beastie Boys |