M.c.k

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes
And you know, yeah you know, you know

I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money oh yeah,
I'm gonna trip and steal.

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes,
And your hair - and your hair's so wrong

I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money, your car
I'm gonna trip and steal.

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes,
And your hair, and your stuck-up nose

I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money, your car, your heart
I'll steal

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes,
And your hair, and your stuck-up nose,
And your eyes so blue, what else could I do, but steal?

I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money, your car, your heart, your mind, don't leave me behind
I'm gonna trip and steal.

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes,
And your hair, and your stuck-up nose, and your eyes so blue, and your attitude

I'm gonna steal.
I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money, your car, your heart, your mind, your time,
Oh yeah I'm gonna trip and steal.

You're just a middle class kid from the suburbs with your clothes,
And your hair, and your stuck-up nose, and your eyes so blue, and your attitude,
And your voice -
That voice it haunts my nights!

I'm gonna steal.
I'm gonna trip and steal,
I'm gonna trip and steal your money, your car, your heart, your mind, your time, whatever else I find.
And though I know that stealing's wrong
Gonna keep on stealing 'til the end of my song,...

Let's steal!