Momus - The Thief lyrics
[Momus - The Thief lyrics]
Hoodlums, scoundrels, guttersnipes and crooks
Come hear the truth they
Never print in books
Everyone loves a robbery
Planned or unplanned
Larceny and luxury go hand in hand
So go steal something bloody great today
Write it in your journal
Jean-Paul Sartre needs a play
Steal a little once
Steal a little better every day
You'll need at least seventeen
Identities and names
Always stay vigilant and awake
Because you risk arrest if you
Make one dumb mistake
Only when thinking is the single thing
Without which one would sink
Has a person ever really earned
The right to think
Say you're going to steal a
Great big fish today
Sit by the river and wait
Til the anglers look away
Why grub for money in a
System built for wealth?
Grab that money and have it for yourself
But don't be a thief unless it
Gives you a sexual thrill
Being a thief's a calling, it's vocational
We're in an orgy of haggling
And treason in the fog
Don't just stand there daydreaming
Filthy on the dock
See the dunderhead opium-smuggler fall
When he fails to shave his beard
Off in the cheap Belgian hotel
Steal a little once
Steal a little better every day
With seventeen identities and names
At every single moment stay
Vigilant and awake
They'll get you if you make one mistake
Only when thinking is the single thing
Without which one would sink
Has a person ever really earned
The right to think
Come hear the truth they
Never print in books
Everyone loves a robbery
Planned or unplanned
Larceny and luxury go hand in hand
So go steal something bloody great today
Write it in your journal
Jean-Paul Sartre needs a play
Steal a little once
Steal a little better every day
You'll need at least seventeen
Identities and names
Always stay vigilant and awake
Because you risk arrest if you
Make one dumb mistake
Only when thinking is the single thing
Without which one would sink
Has a person ever really earned
The right to think
Say you're going to steal a
Great big fish today
Sit by the river and wait
Til the anglers look away
Why grub for money in a
System built for wealth?
Grab that money and have it for yourself
But don't be a thief unless it
Gives you a sexual thrill
Being a thief's a calling, it's vocational
We're in an orgy of haggling
And treason in the fog
Don't just stand there daydreaming
Filthy on the dock
See the dunderhead opium-smuggler fall
When he fails to shave his beard
Off in the cheap Belgian hotel
Steal a little once
Steal a little better every day
With seventeen identities and names
At every single moment stay
Vigilant and awake
They'll get you if you make one mistake
Only when thinking is the single thing
Without which one would sink
Has a person ever really earned
The right to think