It all started way back then
A lifetime of robbery down in the East End
The jailbird's been freed to roam again
I got no money
It's easy to see what time has done to me
A broken man without any stability
It's the crime of the century
It's the crime of the century
Profession of violence don't mean much to me
Whispers of a job
Some things never change down in the Southside
This is my action I want a piece of it
Safety deposit box
The place I'm gonna nick it is up in Knights
This is my chance to get on my feet again
It's the crime of the century
It's the crime of the century
Profession of violence don't mean much to me
Profession of violence don't mean much to me