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 Knights This is my chance to get on my feet again It's the crime of the century It's the crime of the century Profession of violence don't mean much to me Profession of violence don't mean much to me