Madness - Deceives the Eye lyrics
[Madness - Deceives the Eye lyrics]
In the earliest days of
My shop-lifting career
You could safely say I was filled with fear
It was nail-biting work from the very start
But several quick successes soon
Gave me heart
After a while I could pick and nick with ease
Some shirts, some trousers and a few LP's
No one ever stopped me
They didn't seem to care
It sometimes seemed to me
There was no one there
Then a fine summers day my mate Ted and me
Set off down the West End 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 (you're nicked
Haha) the other grabbed my throat
"So we caught you at last", one said with joy
"Been after you some time
My light-fingered boy"
If only I'd remembered my common sense
They captured me red handed with evidence
If I go to the manager and say I'm sorry
Maybe he'll forgive me for my youthful folly
"But - but what will the social worker say
If - if I don't come home today?
He'll gimme a clout
What if they don't let me out?
I - I told 'em I'm on me own
Don't they understand I'm from
A broken home?"
I'll tell him I'm the product
Of a broken home
And I always went out on my own
Was it too late to say I'd pay
And I'll never steal again till
The end of my days?
Because I had no friends to call as such
Money and possessions I did not 'ave 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, the eye, the eye, the eye
My shop-lifting career
You could safely say I was filled with fear
It was nail-biting work from the very start
But several quick successes soon
Gave me heart
After a while I could pick and nick with ease
Some shirts, some trousers and a few LP's
No one ever stopped me
They didn't seem to care
It sometimes seemed to me
There was no one there
Then a fine summers day my mate Ted and me
Set off down the West End 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 (you're nicked
Haha) the other grabbed my throat
"So we caught you at last", one said with joy
"Been after you some time
My light-fingered boy"
If only I'd remembered my common sense
They captured me red handed with evidence
If I go to the manager and say I'm sorry
Maybe he'll forgive me for my youthful folly
"But - but what will the social worker say
If - if I don't come home today?
He'll gimme a clout
What if they don't let me out?
I - I told 'em I'm on me own
Don't they understand I'm from
A broken home?"
I'll tell him I'm the product
Of a broken home
And I always went out on my own
Was it too late to say I'd pay
And I'll never steal again till
The end of my days?
Because I had no friends to call as such
Money and possessions I did not 'ave 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, the eye, the eye, the eye