Borstal

Now you’re in a jam, hold your head between your hands
Clench your fist to keep your ground
In a war that can’t be won
Banned to the borstal, now you’re cornered
Banned to the borstal, you’re disordered
Banned to the borstal, now you’re locked away… like buried
Cry, you have no choice
Punishment at any price
You submit to what the wankers say
Just to live another day
Open you’re eyes and you’ll see
You’re just a toy of their schemes
Open your eyes and you’ll see
They try to prevent that you’re free
Now they let you down, and you feel you’re all alone
Just the dreams of yesterday, help you stand another day