Paul Roland - Nursery Crimes lyrics

When I was young I didn't have too many little friends, Only one, and she was three score years and ten, A nanny with a most peculiar pedigree, A former felon, but she was always good to me. And when they came for her she shimmied down the drain, Made off with Mummy's j**els, we'll not see her again. She taught me how to forge a fiver from a stolen plate, How to do my time if made a guest of the State, She gave me lessons on the blowing of a strongroom door, Too much "jelly" and the nursery went through the floor. I learnt the rackets and the value of a good disguise, How to case a joint and how to fence the merchandise, And now I'm older and they ask me what I want to be, A life of crime is sure to be the life for me.