The Burglars

I could be a hare and I’d

Sneak into my private rivals

Dreaming I’m a burglar

Quick as any day in my

Fleeting little chest of hopefuls

Lost it to the burglars

I can be aware and yet

Maybe I’m the same like pirates

Likened to the burglars

Threat on any day and I’m

Hiding from the hare who’s also

Hiding from the burglars

I didn’t catch his name pow

Shot him on the range yow

'Cause he was a burglar

Happens in the parks boohoo

Even in the old days

Stinking of the burglars

Happens in my home

I never see it coming

When I was young

We used to put

Alarms on our doors

And screens like a burglar net

Now that I’m older

I’m sure that’s absurd

That’s the word for the man

Who collects who’s he stealing from next

When I was young

My parents yelled

Beware of the ivory man

That will steal and sell

Now that I’m older

Those words are still pure

Not the look of a crook in his books

What’s he taking from you?

And worried peeps go on about it

Say a lot of changes better come

A pocket full of change is emptied by

A little gawky bright and bubbly bird

Lots of heroes out there thinking 'bout it

But minutes of their lives are ticking down

And bottles full of love are drunken by

A tricky trite and thirsty hungry bird

Blooming tips on tulip cones that

Don’t pay out they keep on growing

Costume thieves who never hand back

Half of what you end up owing

Has this town really gotten much better?

Are the burglars gonna keep on trying to meddle with it?

Has this town really gotten much better?

Are the burglars gonna keep on trying to meddle with it?

Has this town really gotten much better?

Are the burglars gonna keep on trying to meddle with it?

Has this town really gotten much better?

Are the burglars gonna keep on trying to meddle with it?

Probably driving your car with someone

Close up your head cause they

Are they reading your letters

Come on pack up the bed for betters

(What you think you own, you don’t)

Stealing from the day

Didn’t take a second

Listened to a record

And they got away

Sneaky are the burglars

When I cross their way

Like a helpless chicken

Bones will soon be clinking

Wearing me for play

Bracelet on a burglar

Thought I was okay

Not as bad as some

Sunset on the slums

See another day

Happy are the burglars

Brush it all away

Or do I let it sink in?

Is it my ambition

Just to turn away?

Freedom for the burglars

What you think you own, you don’t

Watch out the burglars