| Song | Borstal Boys |
| Artist | Dropkick Murphys |
| Album | Mob Mentality |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : 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 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 |
| zuo qu : 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 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 sawedoff 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 |
| zuò qǔ : 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 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 sawedoff 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 |