Faces — Borstal Boys

[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 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" [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 nonconformer? Not me baby, oh yeah [Verse 2] Shakey brown didn't hang around When a Molotow didn't do its stuff You 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 were hit by a downtown tram Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator, elevator [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 nonconformer Not me baby, oh [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 Hit me, woo Ow, ow, ow [Outro] Got to make a break for the county line