RICHARD THOMPSON lyrics - Sneaky Boy

(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