22. CARD

Lousy night, dreadful night

Nothing’s gone slightly right

All started with a cash-making plan

To sell a few trees from the back of a van

Now it’s all gone so wrong

Now it’s all gone so wrong

Brilliant night, fabulous night

Proper crimes at last to fight

Young coppers think nothing happens round here

But now there’s someone to properly fear

Brings the neighbourhood down

Brings the neighbourhood down

Lousy night, dreadful night

Shouldn’t have tried taking flight

Making my living should not be this hard

But now these lawmen are marking my card

Maybe I’m going to go down

Maybe I’m going to go down

Brilliant night, fabulous night

Now we’ve got him in our sights

Closing our net on the stranger at large

Tonight I’m glad to have my warrant card

Part of the Thin Blue Line

Part of the Thin Blue Line

Lousy night, dreadful night

Not going down without a fight

Perhaps I can get back round to my Eve’s

Come up with a story that someone believes

Try to get to her door

Try to get to her door

Brilliant night, fabulous night

We have got him bang to rights

There was a real villain gone on the run

But now he’s been cornered and so we have won

Put the cuffs on him, son

Put the cuffs on him, son