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Текст (слова) песни: Faces - Borstal Boys

(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
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

 

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