Subway Terror

Subway Terror...
 I got my suit on
 I got my boot on
 I'm goin' down that stairway
 Gotta put my glove on
 If I get some blood on
 My sneakers I don't care
 Hey man, I got my ludes
 I'm in the mood
 They look so lovely and pale
 When they kiss the third rail
 And they won't step lively anymore
 Deep in the heart of you
 A terror grows (know it, know it)
 I see it in your eyes
 It shows (know it, know it)
 You watch me walk from car to car
 What the hell am I looking for
 I'm gonna check it out
 I'm gonna shake it up
 I want a transit cop
 To try and break it up
 You got a wimpy face
 And if this train gets stuck
 You better say a prayer
 'Cause man you're outta luck
 Oh, I take the B train
 I take the D train
 I take the one that's jammed up tight
 I take the purses
 I see some nurses
 They think they're oh so prim and white
 I'd like to dirty up
 Their little skirties up
 They look so lovely and pale
 When they kiss the third rail
 And they won't step lively anymore
 Deep in the heart of you
 A feeling grows (you've had it, had it)
 I see it in your eyes
 I know (you've had it, had it)
 By God this blade is razor sharp
 Do you know how to play a harp
 I think your numbers up
 I see you on the slab
 You had the money jack
 You shoulda took a cab
 It's been a pleasure sir
 And you were so polite
 I'll tell your family
 You won't be home tonight, ooh
 I got my suit on yeah
 I got my boot on yeah
 I'm goin' down that stairway
 Gotta put my glove on yeah
 I get some blood on yeah
 My sneakers I don't care
 I got my ludes
 I'm in the mood
 They look so lovely and pale
 When they kiss the third rail
 And they won't step lively anymore
 Aaaaarrrhhhhh