Lala chini!Lala chini!
The thief's voice sinks
A gun placed on my head
Making it uncomfortable to think
On the safes,the gang heads
Amid hostages fears and shrills
They take their share and leave
Tonight they have got a meal
The watchman is served a departing hit
As they bravely encounter the police
Gunshots are heard at a distance
Someone is killed at an instance
It took years to perfect in this
But seconds to give the world a bye kiss
Why trade life for worldly things?
When will we stop living like this?
When will we hear not the word thieves?
And live at ease?
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