I grew up in Queens
With graffiti on the trains.
The 7 ran by my school
And we thought it was cool
To keep an eye-out in class
For our favorites to pass:
Caine One, Tac II,
Chi-Chi 1-0-9.
But to find the grail of the El
You had to see Welcome to Hell —
At one end Alice Cooper,
A flaming skull down the other,
The famous gates in the middle,
And then that magic title.
Now I ride each day from Jersey.
I saw a tag sprayed on a factory.
These stainless cars all look the same;
Not one can take me home.
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