Charlie and the MTA

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 Let me tell you of a story 'bout a man named Charlie
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 On a tragic and fateful day.
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 He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
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 Went to ride on the M T A.
 
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 But will he ever return?  No he'll never return,
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 And his fate is still unlearned.
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 He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston,
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 He's the man who never returned.
 
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 Charlie handed in his dime at the Scully Square Station,
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 And he changed for Jamaica Plain.
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 When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel!"
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 Charlie couldn't get off of that train.
 
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 Now all night long Charlie rides through the stations,
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 Crying, "What will become of me?
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 How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsey,
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 Or my brother in Roxbury?"
 
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 Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square Station,
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 Every day at a quarter past two.
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 And through the open window she hands Charlie his sandwich
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 As the train goes rumbling through.
 
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 Now you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal,
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 How the people have to pay and pay?
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 Fight the fare increase, vote for George O'Brien,
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 Get poor Charlie off the M T A!