Deceives The Eye

E  B


[Verse 1]
E                        
In the earliest days of my 
   B
shop-lifting career
E                           G#
You could safely say I was filled 
with fear
       A                        
It was nail-biting work from the 
 B
very start
     E                          
But several quick successes soon 
 B
gave me heart


[Verse 2]
E                     B
After a while I could pick and nick 
with ease
E                                 
Some shirts, some trousers and a 
   B
few LP's
A                                 
No one ever stopped me, they 
   B
didn't seem to care
    E                              
It sometimes seemed to me, there 
   B
was no one there


(Link)
C#m                         F#
Then a fine summers day my mate Ted 
and me
C#m                              
Set off down the West End on our 
F#
usual spree
C#m                          A
Things were as normal for an hour or
 so
B
Then my nimble hands were a bit too 
slow


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[Verse 3]
E                           B
Two store-detectives made a fast 
approach
C#m                          
One grabbed my jacket, (you're 
                 B
nicked, haha!) the other grabbed my 
throat
A                               B
"So we caught you at last", one said
 with joy
E                           
"Been after you some time, my 
   B
light-fingered boy"


(Link)
E   C#m   B  C#m  B  A  B  E  B


(Link Vocal)
C#m                       F#
If only I'd remembered my common 
sense
C#m                            
They captured me red-handed with 
   F#
evidence
C#m                        A
If I go to the manager and say I'm 
sorry
B
Maybe he'll forgive me for my 
youthful folly


(Link 2)
       Em                D
"But - but what will the social 
worker say
Em     D
If - if I don't come home today?
Em             D
He'll gimme a clout
Em                        D
What if they don't let me out?
Em                        D
I - I told 'em I'm on me own
Em                    D
Don't they understand I'm from a 
broken home?"

[Verse 4]

E                                 
I'll tell him I'm the product of a
  B
 broken home
C#m                          Bm
And I always went out on my own
A                  B
Was it too late to say I'd pay
E                                 
And I'll never steal again till 
   B
the end of my days?

E                           B
Because I had no friends to call as 
such
C#m                      G#m
Money and possessions I did not 'ave
 much
A                        B
So I started to steal in order to 
get by
E                         B
The quickness of the hand deceives 
the eye
E           B
Deceives the eye, the eye, the eye, 
the eye, the eye, the eye