The low-life thieves are out at large
They're wearing hi-vis camouflage

The power's gone, the train won't run
Copper's stolen, sorry everyone

Man-hole covers, don't think twice
Every metal has it's price

A children's slide, that's good scrap
When no-one's watching they'll have that

For someone with a head for heights
Church roof lead will fetch a price

You know the statue in the park
That'll vanish after dark

The names of those who died for us
Are on a plaque made of brass
There's no respect, no shame in sin
They take that too and weigh it in.