It all started way back then
  A lifetime of robbery down in the East End
  The jailbird's been freed to roam again
  I got no money
  It's easy to see what time has done to me
  A broken man without any stability
  IT'S THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY
  IT'S THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY
  PROFESSION OF VIOLENCE DON'T MEAN MUCH TO ME
  Whispers of a job
  Some things never change down in the Southside
  This is my action I want a piece of it
  Safety deposit box
  The place I'm gonna nick it is up in Knightsbridge
  This is my chance to get on my feet again