Richard Thompson - Sneaky Boy lyrics

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(Richard Thompson)

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

Thought you were one of us

One of our gang

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

The mole in the tunnel

The canary who sang

While we sad chums

Just scratched our bums

Your heels were pacing

While we dropped blues

And took a snooze

Your mind was racing

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

Your teeth and your t-shirt

Were always too clean

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

They're writing your name

Down in the latrine, boy

And just who chose

Your rebel clothes

Was it your mummy?

We never knew

The side of you

Behind the dummy

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy

Spleen of Mammon, spleen of Midas

Now you scold us, now you chide us

Mammon lung and Midas liver

Now you sell us down the river

You had your look

Right out the book

Of weekend poses

Now we bankrupt

And self-destruct

You smell of roses

Sneaky Boy, Sneaky Boy