Look around at the corpse of a broken god

Bones scattered across the landscape

Dereliction no congregation made minds up made their escape

What do we worship in it's place

The spirit of greed and excesses

A poisoned ghost with a smiling face says

Yo ho ho write cheques this

Welcome to the city of thieves

Just another way to make a living

Welcome to the city of thieves

Whatever happened to giving and receiving

Sing along to the words but we don't know

Why it's a hollow traditional thing

Just as long as the sound drowning out any doubt

We be servile slaves to this king

Down in the tenements

They fill their boots and bags made of plastic

Across their screens a jester screams

His song that sounds sarcastic

Welcome to the city of thieves

Just another way to make a living

Welcome to the city of thieves

Whatever happened to giving and receiving

Welcome to the city of thieves

Come here anytime but we don't speak of leaving

Welcome to the city of thieves