Borstal Boys

[Intro] Take heed! [Verse 1] 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 – no! You know the walls are tall, and the inmates scheme There's no one here that's more than 17 Bet your life there's a riot tonight in the mess hall (Listen!) A letter from your hometown 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" [Chorus] See the years roll on by Such a senseless waste of time What a way to reform Call out your number; who's a non-conformer? Not me, baby! Oh yeah [Verse 2] Shakey Brown didn't hang around When a Molotov, it 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 (Elevator! Ohh...) [Chorus] See the years roll on by What a senseless waste of time What a way to reform Call out your number; who's a non-conformer? Not me, baby! Ohhh... [Verse 3] 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 (Don't blame me, baby) – no, no! [Breakdown] Hit me! (Woo!) Ow, ow, ow! [Outro] Got to make a break for the county line! (Whoa)