Текст, перевод и аккорды “Decieves The Eye”
- In the earliest days of my shoplifting career, You could safely say I was filled with fear. It was nail biting work from the very start, But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart. After a while I could pick or nick or steal, Some shirts some trousers and a few lps. No-one ever stopped me, they didnt seem to care. It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there. Then a fine summers day my mates and me, Set off down the westend on our usual spree. Things were as normal for an hour or so, Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow. Two store detectives made a fast approach, One grabbed my jacket (youre nicked!) The other grabbed my throat. So they caught me at last, one said with joy: "youll have to do some time, my light fingered boy!" If only Id remembered my common sense, They captured me red-handed with evidence. If I go to the manager and say Im sorry, Maybe hell forgive me for my youthful folly. But what will me social worker say, If I dont come home today? Hell give me a clout! What if they dont let me out? I told him Im on me own! Dont they understand? Im from a broken home! Ill tell them Im the product of a broken home, And I always went out on my own. Was it too late to say Id pay, And Ill never steal again till the end of my days? Because I have no friends to call as such, Money and posessions I did not have much, So I started to steal in order to get by. The quickness of the hand deceives the eye. Deceives the eye the eye the eye...
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