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 Knightsbridge

This is my chance to get on my feet again