Chronicling the hodgepodge, the salmagundi, the strange brew of everyday life.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I know I'm not the first to think of this . . .
but I was just listening to the Dropkick Murphys' "Skinhead on the MBTA" and thinking about the original "Charlie on the MTA." If you're not familiar, the premise is that a guy named Charlie was able to board an MBTA train, but not able to get off, due to a fare increase. Short just one nickel, he is fated to ride the train beneath Boston forever.
In the second stanza, these lines occur:
Charlie's wife goes down To the Scollay Square station Every day at quarter past two And through the open window She hands Charlie a sandwich