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