The Faces

The Faces - Borstal Boys songtekst

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 (ian mclaganron woodrod stewart)



Cell block fivehow I hate bromide

With your coffee in the morning makes you so sterile

The corner gang never made a man of me boys



You know the walls are taller and the inmates scheme

There's no one here that's more than seventeen

Bet your life there's a riot tonight in the mess hall



A letter from your home town makes you sad

You read it when the warden's had a second laugh

He said sentimental rubbish ain't got no place in here boy



See the years roll on by

Such a senseless waste of time

What a way to reform

Call out your number

Who's a nonconformer



Shakey brown didn't hang around

When a molotov didn't do it's stuff

He went back in there and said it with a sawed-off shotgun



You know poker sam couldn't lose a hand

If he did you was hit by a downtown tram

Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator



See the years roll on by

Such a senseless waste of time

What a way to reform

Call out your number

Who's a nonconformer



When I get out I'll get straight

If this old world gives me half a break

Butif you see me in the corner with a chip on my shoulder

Don't blame me                      
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