| I’m a dastardly master thief
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| The chance of you actually catching me
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| Is but minimal I’ve maximum mastery
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| Mastered each of my skills to the max, you see
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| That’s the key
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| I treat combat as last and least
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| Because I vastly prefer sneaking past with ease
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| But if I have to, I’ll attack from the back, crack
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| Snatch your key and stash that in my knapsack
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| This isn’t the way the planet has to be
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| Handcrafted skills killed by factories
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| Fat cats are treating talent nastily
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| Somebody has to redress the balance and it’s me
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| I’m a thief, a man upon a mission
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| I’m a shadow in the corner of your vision
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| Taking all your things with no need for permission
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| I’m a man upon a mission, I’m a thief
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| Freedom lies where I hide in the shadows
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| I desire to strike into the light
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| Like the flight of an arrow
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| I creep through the narrow streets
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| And the breeze sends a shiver through my marrow, see
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| I haven’t much left in the war chest
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| So I best make a quick trip, visit Baron Northcrest
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| There’s a right tyrant
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| So I might have to end my silence
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| And get a mite violent
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| Cause if I don’t
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| Then Orion’ll be vying for a fight
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| And his style and aggressiveness
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| In Rhetoric are quite diametrical to mine
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| He’d rather break a window
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| I tend to pull the blinds
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| I lived in a realm that I doubt was jocund
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| But this new town’s nought but rotten
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| Greed and disease and the sound of coughing
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| Drowned out by the crowd in the House of Blossoms
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| We could recrown it in the House of Sodom
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| There’s a sea of people out need help but sod them
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| Leave it long enough it’ll be no doubt forgotten
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| Like the time Xiao Xiao said I felt her bottom
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| I hear the tick tock of the tower clock and
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| It means I better nip off out for shopping
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| Prowl atop inns, the crippled burrick pub
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| Down I drop into the city that I love
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| The pinnacle of criminals; |
| I slip in from above
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| A night owl with the philosophic mission of a dove
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| When there’s no one left to police the streets
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| And keep the peace
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| You best leave it to me
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| The thief
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| Peace |