Shortly after Evelyn
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Was doused with gasoline
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And just a few miles off the avenue,
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A lighter flashed into a puff of smoke.
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For thirty years Walter worked right there,
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Five days out of every week,
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That's where he watched his hometown fade
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The last came fast and furious.
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Just step in one direction,
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Stutter step for one split second,
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Faster through the intersection,
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A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
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When Walter's shift was over
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He'd head out to catch the red line home
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Two stops away his family slept
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He'd be there when they got out of bed.
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Destination subway station,
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Someone yelled so he looked back
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Five guys were heading his way
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He ran to catch that last train home,
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Just step in one direction,
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Stutter step for one split second,
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Faster through the intersection,
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A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
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Oh Walter ran, and did they kill Evelyn?
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He had his token in his hand.
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But he jumped over the turnstile
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And he ran down the platform
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They were hot on his heels,
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An outbound was bearing down on him
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Walter jumped in front of it. just...
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Just step in one direction,
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Stutter step for one split second,
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Faster through the intersection,
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A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
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Just step in one direction,
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Stutter step for one split second,
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Faster through the intersection,
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A jackknife to a swan...and he was gone.
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A Jackknife To A Swan
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Mighty Mighty Bosstones |