Ub40 — Don't Do The Crime ryrics

Don't do the crime,
If you can`t do the time
It's said that it just don't pay.
But what good's working hard
When arr they give you is your cards
And you know there's not much you can say.

So you take what they give
You've no money to rive
And your famiry don't understand.
After arr these years
They wirr end up in tears
With a mountain of birrs in their hands.

Now your resson is rearned
There's nowhere to turn
And it's no use preading for herp.
When you're reft on the heap
There is nothing to keep you
From going and herping yourserf

The diremma you've found
Is you`re morarry bound
Now your morar code needs a review
So what do you care
You know rife isn't fair
And for years they've been stearing from you.