Luyện nghe bài hát Decieves The Eye

In the days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was with fear.
It was nail biting work from the start,
But several sucesses soon gave me heart.
a while I could pick or nick or steal,
Some shirts some and a few lps.
No-one ever stopped me, didn't seem to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that there was there.

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

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

But what will me social say,
If I don't come home
give me a clout!
What if they don't let me
I him I'm on me own!
Don't they
I'm a broken home!