Theft

[Björk]

Man put out his head and looked at me

I put him, put him underneath my shirt

Now he's scratching in bus number 12

I sit in the back and cough all the time

My bedroom is at the end of the corridore

Where I listen to cassettes and especially loud tonight

So nobody hears him - he's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine

I'm gonna keep him underneath my bed

Yeah yeah - he'll be loved here

Yeah yeah - could have kept him

[Einar]

Behind these bloodstains - she tucked me into darkness

I didn't know where I was - or where I was going

I got scared - this was my first time - away from home

I started to claw - claw and scratch

Wanted to escape - her grip was firm

She won't let me go - she took me away

She took me away - she took me away

[Björk]

Yeah yeah - he'll be loved here

Yeah yeah - could have kept him

Yeah yeah - he'll be loved here

Yeah yeah - could have kept him

[Einar]

Her grip was firm - she would not let

Let me go - but she gave me - a good home

She took me away

[Björk]

Yeah yeah - he'll be loved here

[Einar]

Got a new - new home