I'm a villain, I'm a rogue I'll nick your wallet or garden gnome An open window, I'm in your home
And I'm not safe - a joy of joys I'll be the gas man or a toad I'll have your telly or garden hose
While I'm scoping in the dark I'll strap your dog so he won't bark I won't disturb your only dreams But if you wake up, there's no screams
I'll nick anything removable From the QE2 to the toilet paper in the houses of parliament I'll even have the milk off your doorstep Or the skin off a baby seal's back
'Cause I'm a real villain (played backwards) I'll steal the paper or the milk Or warn your neighbor's or the bill I'm a stealer, I'm a crook Read about me in Mich's book
Burglary is a life for me Burglary is a life for me People say that crime don't pay I drink champagne every day
And the good Lord said "thou shall not steal" There is only one path and that is the straight and narrow It's a bit too bleeding straight and a bit too narrow for my liking
Okay, gov, it's a fair cop Chink, chink, oh god, I'm nicked
I sentence you to six months