Letra de Borstal boys

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 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 its 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
But, if you see me in the corner with a chip on my shoulder
Don´t blame me