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In the old shoplifting days,
Mikey used to do expensive
linen and towels.
There'd be
three of them.
One for the sting,
one standing at the blind spot.
They'd agree on a loc ation
up front.
The third would be checking for cameras in case he missed one on the
stakeout.
The next day
Mikey would take the goods back.
He'd pretend he'd
thrown the receipt away in
the bag and say they'd been a present for his
mum and she didn't like the colour.
He'd end up with a credit
note and then choose a
CD player or a watch,
something nice from
under the glass counter, something he could get rid of easily
later.
Always carry cash he said, that way if you get caught,
they can only arrest you for theft.
If you suspect someone's on to you,
use the lift.
Press all the buttons,
then get out and use a busy exit.
If you do the sur veillance and suss out the traps,
it gets handed to you in a piece of cake.
That's what
Mikey used to say.
That's what
Mikey used to say.
Things are different now.
The kid in the flat next door got
an air pistol last week.
He
was picking up pigeons and satellite
dishes from the walkway.
Next thing I know, he's
got it locked and loaded and
he's strolling around
Pop a cap in your ass,
that's what he said to me
He walks into the room now,
they all pay attention
Must feel good with his
chops and his shots
No longer just another
kid from the blocks
No longer just another kid
from the blocks
Must feel good with his
chops and his shots
No longer just another
kid from the blocks
No longer just another kid from the blocks
No longer just another kid from the blocks
No longer just another kid on
the blocks
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The boy me and
Mikey had will be 11 months in
January.
He's got his dad's eyes.
I haven't seen
Mikey for weeks.
I don't really listen when people say
the things they say about him.
He's not a bad man.
I want him back or whatever.
I want him back wherever
I want him back wherever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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