Through the key hole I spot this man
He’s walking around whilst drinking a dram
I will have to take it very slow
When he settles,in I go
Up to the bedroom and hide under the bed
I will have to be quiet as if I’m dead
Then when he’s asleep my work will commence
I’m after anything with a price that’s immense
Jewellery is the favourite and easy to sell
The household silver goes just as well
Even the cat or the family dog
I’ll pinch anything if it’s easy to flog
But what shall I do if I get disturbed
Will I beat in his head or would that be absurd
I could do a runner and get the hell out
But what if he catches me with a great big clout
Then there’s the plod, the boys in blue
Who will chase me down and stick like glue
They will bust my ass and lock me away
I will be doing porridge day after day
Or should I think and not go in
I could walk away, free from sin
But a crook I am, simple and fair
I love the risk and the ultimate dare
I’m not a bad man by any means
The ultimate thrill is always in my dreams
Perhaps today I should have a good think
If I go in this house I will be in the clink