[Verse 1] Sulking, walking round' the city after dark Need protection From street toughs who clip the locks and rip the doors off rough, like cowards [Chorus] And oh this life of glorified Robbing from the blind is not easy, you see Don't think I don't know sympathy My victims in my shadow staring back at me [Verse 2] Not me, I'm knockin' Tiptoe outside a stranger's door casually let myself in Fill pockets with trinkets, purses, china, antique armoire [Chorus] [Verse 3] There's robbers in my thoughts They tell me what to think They're hiding in my clothes Crawling in the kitchen sink