Stop That Train - Beastie Boys

It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale 
I've got nothing to lose so I'm pissin' on the third rail 
Groggy eyed and fried I'm headed for the station 
D-Train ride Coney Island vacation 
Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1 train 
They'll be kicking out windows high on cocaine 
Jump the turnstyle I lost my last token 
Riding between the cars pissing smoking 
Also finger popping 
Two bums fucking I seen them rocking 
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 
Read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown 
Same faces every day but you don't know their names 
Party people going places on the D-Train 
French trench coat wing tip going to work 
Pulling a train like Captain Kirk 
Pick pocket gangsters paying their debts 
Caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie Goetz 
Overworked and underpaid staring at the floor 
Prostitutes spandex caught in the ding dong 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 the Lees 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 conductor's 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 
Bought a hot dog from my man George Drakoulias