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..
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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
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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
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