There’s a liquor store I know
They got cash in the register
Ive lost my job now I spend my time just a-wonderin’ when to go
So I’m planning the perfect heist
I got a ski mask and black tights
There’s just a skinny little man in the window
But I’ll have to be precise
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I don’t need no gun ‘cause there ain’t no heroes
They’ll see I’m crazy and submit to my demands, my demands
I don’t need no gang, don’t need no villains
I’ll bust it up, smash it up, shake it up ‘cause I’m the man
I’m the man
There’s a savings and loan I know
They got cash in the register
Yeah the money I got from the liquor store won’t last me long in San Fransisco
Now I’m planning the perfect heist
I got a ski mask and black tights
There’s just a little old man with some pepper spray
So I’ll have to be precise
This life of crime has a lonely vibe
When I’m on the lam and off telephone lines
Thinking the last score is surely the last time
But there’s this millionaire I know
He’s got cash in the 530
‘Cause the money I got from the savings and loan will barely get me north of Sacramento
So I’m planning the perfect heist
I got a ski mask and black tights
Two dogs and three security cameras
So I’ll have to be precise