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