I’m going to tear your carefree world
Apart at the seams
Headoffice want to know if you’re a gambling man
Is this just a crazy dream ?
The law want to know of your paid debt
This is not a mind game
So let me take this matter in hand sir
Give me the tools of the trade
I don’t think I’m superstitious
But here mistakes are made
There’s someone in this rotten plan
Who’s been acting as though he’s me
Like a drink ? I’d rather not
He’s a fit as a flea
The mission today is top secret
A palne to catch
To a far off land
Here is your identity so take the job in hand
The ubiquitous Mr Lovegrove
You didn’t get me here for time wasting
You know you must watch yourself
You know why you play these dangerous games
You know it’ll end in grief
You know I won’t meet your generous demands
You know every poet’s a thief
