Borstal Boys
(ian mclagan, ron wood, rod stewart)
Cell block five, how I hate bromide
With your coffee in the morning makes you so sterile
The corner gang never made a man of me boy
You know the walls are tall and the inmates scheme
Theres no one here thats more than seventeen
Bet your life theres a riot tonight in the mess hall
Listen
A letter from your home town makes you sad
You read it when the wardens had a second laugh
He said sentimental rubbish aint 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
Whos a nonconformer,
Not me baby, oh yeah
Shakey brown didnt hang around
When a molotow didnt do its stuff
You went back in there and said it with a sawed-off shotgun
You know poker sam couldnt lose a hand
If he did you were hit by a downtown tram
Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator, elevator
See the years roll on by
Such a senseless waste of time
What a way to reform
Call out your number
Whos a nonconformer,
Not me baby, oh yeah
When I get out, Ill get straight
If this old world gives me half a break
But, if you see me in the corner with a chip on my shoulder
Dont blame me, dont blame me baby, no, no
Got to make a break for the county line
song performed by Rod Stewart
Added by Lucian Velea
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