If we know that Charlie's been doomed to ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston, have we not, in fact, learned his fate?
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Posted by: dave zacuto | October 05, 2005 at 11:21 PM
I was going to tell you that there was an implicit "unless you vote for George O'Brien" clause, but the versions of the lyrics I googled up say "He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston." I blame political correctness.
Posted by: Matt Weiner | October 06, 2005 at 09:12 AM
The answer is "no," because of zombies.
Posted by: ogged | October 06, 2005 at 09:12 AM
Your zombic analysis is compelling—compelling me to eat brains.
Posted by: Standpipe Bridgeplate | October 06, 2005 at 04:04 PM
That song has a more interesting history than I would have thought. It was a real campaign song. There really was a 5 cent "exit fee" (which I always thought was highly unlikely) in the boston subway in the 40s. And, they changed the candidate's name to george from walter in the popular version of the song because the real candidate was in the progressive party. Nothing about zombies though.
Posted by: Joe O | October 07, 2005 at 04:38 PM
And couldn't his wife have slipped him a nickel with, or instead of, his lunch?
Posted by: ben wolfson | October 08, 2005 at 11:33 AM
My once-girlfriend said that at her summer camp, the kids were overcome by the illogic that they kept shouting "Nickel!" instead of "sandwich," until at the end the counselors were forced to improvise a final verse describing Charlie's triumphant return. Again, I blame political correctness.
Posted by: Matt Weiner | October 08, 2005 at 01:31 PM