Borstal Boys (2015 Remaster) (2004 Remaster)
Faces"Borstal Boys (2015 Remaster) (2004 Remaster)" ist ein Song von Faces, 2005, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:08, 40 lines / 238 words.
Songtext
0:00Borstal Boys (2004 Remaster) - Faces
0:22Cell block five how I hate Bromide
0:25With your coffee in the morning
0:26Makes you so sterile
0:28The corner gang never made a man of me boy
0:34You know the walls are tall
0:35And the inmates scheme
0:37There's no one here that's more than seventeen
0:41Bet your life there's a riot tonight
0:43In the messhall listen
0:47A letter from your home town makes you sad
0:50You read it
0:51When the warden's had a second laugh
0:53He said sentimental rubbish
0:55Ain't got no place in here boy
0:59See the years roll on by
1:02Such a senseless waste of time
1:05What a way to reform
1:09Call out your number who's a nonconformer
1:12Not me baby oh yeah
1:15Shakey Brown didn't hang around
1:18When a Molotow didn't do its stuff
1:21You went back in there
1:23And said it with a sawed-off shotgun
1:27You know Poker Sam couldn't lose a hand
1:30If he did you were hit by a downtown tram
1:34Or crushed in the path
1:35Of a moving elevator elevator
1:40See the years roll on by
1:43Such a senseless waste of time
1:46What a way to reform
1:50Call out your number who's a nonconformer
1:53Not me baby oh
1:56When I get out I'm get straight
1:59This war will gives me ail for break
2:02But as you see me in a gonna
2:04With a jap my shoulder
2:05Don't blieve me
2:07Don't blieve me baby
2:08NO NO
Borstal Boys (2004 Remaster) - Faces 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 You know the walls are tall And the inmates scheme There's no one here that's more than seventeen Bet your life there's a riot tonight In the messhall 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 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 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 When I get out I'm get straight This war will gives me ail for break But as you see me in a gonna With a jap my shoulder Don't blieve me Don't blieve me baby NO NO
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