Madness Deceives the Eye song lyrics

In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,

you could safely say i was filled with fear.

it was nail biting work from the very start,

but several quick sucesses soon gave me heart.

after a while i could pick or nick or steal,

some shirts some trousers and a few lps.

no-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care.

it sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there.

Then a fine summers day my mates and me,

set off down the westend on our usual spree.

things were as normal for an hour or so,

then my nimble hands were a bit too slow.

two store detectives made a fast approach,

one grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!)

the other grabbed my throat.

so they caught me at last, one said with joy:

"you'll have to do some time, my light fingered boy!"

If only i'd remembered my common sense,

they captured me red-handed with evidence.

if i go to the manager and say i'm sorry,

maybe he'll forgive me for my youthful folly.

But what will me social worker say,

if i don't come home today?

he'll give me a clout!

what if they don't let me out?

i told him i'm on me own!

don't they understand?

i'm from a broken home!

I'll tell them i'm the product of a broken home,

and i always went out on my own.

was it too late to say i'd pay,

and i'll never steal again 'till the end of my days?

because i have no friends to call as such,

money and posessions i did not have much,

so i started to steal in order to get by.

the quickness of the hand deceives the eye.

deceives the eye the eye the eye...