Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Borstal Boys, artist - Dropkick Murphys. Album song Mob Mentality, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 21.01.2006
Record label: Taang!
Song language: English
Borstal Boys |
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» |
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’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 |
Got to make a break for the county line |