Текст песни The Poseurs - Шоплифтинг

You come to the supermarket,
To spit yourself something.
Look back in your pocket
And never return to anything.
After all, the fact is that there is no money at all,
Not at all that you are a finished thief.
And in that someone on your money
By the surcharge to build a big house.

Take, grab, run forward,
And let the security will not understand
And cameras will not be separated
And the price tags are also lying.
Warm only knowing
What no one goes into minus.
Remember, friend, my words:
Steal in such as it is impossible.