Luyện nghe bài hát Decieves The Eye

In the earliest of my shoplifting career,
You could say I was filled with fear.
It was nail biting work from the start,
But several quick sucesses soon me heart.
a while I could pick or nick or steal,
Some some trousers and a few lps.
No-one ever stopped me, didn't seem to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that was no-one there.

Then a summers day my mates and me,
Set off down the westend on our spree.
Things were as for an hour or so,
Then my nimble hands a bit too slow.
Two detectives made a fast approach,
One my jacket (you're nicked!)
The grabbed my throat.
So they caught me at last, one said joy:
"you'll have to do some time, my fingered boy!"

If I'd remembered my common sense,
captured me red-handed with evidence.
If I go to the and say I'm sorry,
he'll forgive me for my youthful folly.

But what me social worker say,
If I don't come home
give me a clout!
What if they don't let me
I him I'm on me own!
Don't understand?
I'm from a home!