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Borstal Boys lyrics
Take it, 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, no
You know the walls are taller than 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, listen
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? Not me baby, oh yeah
Shakey Brown didn't hang around
When a Molotov, it 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 he was hit by a downtown tram
Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator, elevator
Oh, see the years roll on by, what a senseless waste of time
What a way to reform, call out your number
Who's a nonconformer? Not me baby
Oh, 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
Got to make a break for the county line
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on Five Guys Walk into a Bar... Disc 4
- 12 Cindy Incidentally
- 14 Flying
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- Track 15 on The Best of Faces: Good Boys When They're Asleep
- 14 Glad And Sorry
- 16 Ooh La La
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- Track 5 on Ooh La La
- 4 My Fault
- 6 Fly In The Ointment
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