Borstal Boys
The Business Lyrics


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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 it's 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Business's song "Borstal Boys" is a commentary on the harsh reality of juvenile detention centers (also known as borstals) and the impact it has on the boys who are incarcerated there. The first few lines express the frustration and bitterness that the singer feels towards the daily routine in the detention center, where they are given Bromide in their morning coffee, which is a sedative that dulls their emotions and sexuality. The singer notes that the environment in the borstal has failed to shape them into men, as the "corner gang" was unable to teach them what they needed to survive in the world outside.


The second verse delves deeper into the oppressive and dangerous atmosphere of the borstal. The walls are higher than usual, and the inmates scheme to rebel against the system. The singer notes that most of the inmates are teenagers and can't be held accountable for their actions. The chorus highlights the hopelessness of the situation, as the years roll on senselessly and the borstal become a place to reform people without succeeding in doing so.


The third verse tells the story of Shakey Brown, who found that violence was the only way to survive in the borstal. When a Molotov cocktail failed to have an effect, he used a sawed-off shotgun to assert his authority. Similarly, Poker Sam was a gambler who always won. If anyone tried to cross him, they were met with unrelenting violence.


Overall, "Borstal Boys" is a bleak commentary on the cruel and unforgiving nature of the juvenile justice system. The song suggests that the institutions meant to reform young people are instead causing them more harm than good, and that the sense of hopelessness and lack of direction is pervasive. The chorus (described above) is a bitterly ironic commentary on the reformative potential of the borstals.


Line by Line Meaning

Cell block five, how I hate Bromide
I despise being in cell block five because the coffee they give us in the morning hinders our reproductive abilities.


With your coffee in the morning makes you so sterile
The bromide in the coffee is the reason we become sterile.


The corner gang never made a man of me boys
Being part of the gang did not help me become a better person.


You know the walls are taller and the inmates scheme
The walls of this place are intimidating, and the inmates plan for an escape constantly.


There's no one here that's more than seventeen
Everyone here is under the age of seventeen.


Bet your life there's a riot tonight in the mess hall
I guarantee that there will be a fight in the mess hall tonight.


A letter from your home town makes you sad
Receiving news from your hometown can make you emotional.


You read it when the warden's had a second laugh
You can only read the news when the warden allows it and he only lets you read it after he finishes laughing.


He said sentimental rubbish ain't got no place in here
The warden believes that anything emotional does not belong here in the prison.


Boy
The warden is condescendingly addressing me.


See the years roll on by
Time passes quickly in this place.


Such a senseless waste of time
Being locked up in prison feels like an incredibly pointless way to spend one's time.


What a way to reform
Prison is not an effective way to help people reform and become better individuals.


Call out your number
The prison officials are addressing us by our identification numbers.


Who's a nonconformer
The officers are trying to identify who among us is not conforming to their expectations and regulations.


Shakey Brown didn't hang around
Shakey Brown did not wait after his failed attempt at using a Molotov cocktail.


When a Molotov didn't do it's stuff
The Molotov cocktail was not as effective as Shakey had hoped.


He went back in there and said it with a sawed-off shotgun
Shakey returned to the scene with a sawed-off shotgun to make his point.


You know Poker Sam couldn't lose a hand
Poker Sam was incredibly skilled at playing cards and never lost a game.


If he did you was hit by a downtown tram
If anyone managed to beat Poker Sam, they were likely cheated out of their win or worse.


Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator
It is possible that someone who beat Poker Sam might have met with an unfortunate accident.


When I get out I'll get straight
Once I'm released from prison, I'll turn my life around and get things back on track.


If this old world gives me half a break
If the outside world gives me even the slightest opportunity, I'll take it and make the best of it.


But, if you see me in the corner with a chip on my shoulder
If you find me looking angry and resentful, it's not my fault.


Don't blame me
I'm not responsible for the circumstances that led me to this place or for how it has shaped me.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: IAN MC LAGAN, ROD STEWART, RON WOOD

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