Luyện nghe bài hát Decieves The Eye

In the days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled fear.
It was biting work from the very start,
But several quick soon gave me heart.
After a while I could or nick or steal,
Some some trousers and a few lps.
No-one ever stopped me, they didn't to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that was no-one there.

Then a fine summers day my and me,
Set off down the on our usual spree.
Things were as normal for an or so,
Then my nimble were a bit too slow.
Two store detectives made a approach,
One grabbed my (you're nicked!)
The other my throat.
So they caught me at last, one said with
"you'll have to do some time, my fingered boy!"

If only I'd remembered my sense,
They captured me red-handed evidence.
If I go to the and say I'm sorry,
Maybe he'll forgive me for my folly.

But what will me worker say,
If I come home today?
He'll me a clout!
What if they let me out?
I him I'm on me own!
Don't understand?
I'm a broken home!