Lyric A Bunch O fairies

Kick his head, smash his face & do a bunk with his brief case
Shoplifting for a lark, walk on the grass in the park
In the restaurant loads o nosh, stuff yer face & leave no dosh
We are skint but we re alright, a different burglary each night

No little blue light, there s not a copper in sight no more..

CHORUS:
You can commit any crime you please
You won t get nicked in sunderland, the coppers are softies
They hide when there s a thief or rogue at large
When they get hit they run & tell the sarge... a bunch o fairies

Rob a bank, get some bread or be a pickpocket instead
A torch a swag bag with a crow bar, gettaway in a stolen car
Break in to the town hall, spray graffiti on the wall
If you re drunk and disorderly, then Sunderland s the place to be

You won t get me, down werside contabulary

CHORUS...(guitar bit)

Run Buck naked in the street, there ain t a bobby on the beat
Raid the local jewellery store, no one to stop you break the law

The bobby s get sore, but there s no constables round here no more

CHORUS