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Rod Stewart
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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 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 mess hall Listen A letter from your home town makes you sad You read it when the wardens 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 yeah
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 Got to make a break for the county line
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