The Life Of A Thief

Oh, the dreams I could dream The life I could live And the stories I could tell About the things that I did And the lies that I'd said Covered up and concealed In a room I once laughed Not a thing I'd reveal Yes fun would prevail over menial tasks And responsible acts would curl up in the dark And my friend would be left And I not yet see With stars in my eyes And the spotlight on me His dragon not tame So I tease and I prod Now my friend has buried his head in the sod What a fool he must be to sit all alone When there's women and wine at the end of a phone Call up a child Drag down a queen And attempt to do these things unseen And no one would know The secret lies low My pals wouldn't know or see Perversity lies close to the skin But my tone goes so much deeper in Do you know the things that lie to you? Those things lie to me too Oh yes, the dreams I could dream The life I could live The stories I could tell About the things that I did And the lies that I said The cover up I conceived But the life of a thief's not for me The life of a thief's not for me