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Faces - Borstal Boys
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(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 boys You know the walls are taller and the inmates scheme Theres no one here thats more than seventeen Bet your life theres a riot tonight in the mess hall 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 Shakey brown didnt hang around When a molotov didnt do its stuff He went back in there and said it with a sawed-off shotgun You know poker sam couldnt 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 Whos a nonconformer 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
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