The Chosen from HEPTO-ALTRUISM by SKELETON STAFF

The Chosen

Thief 1:
You are the chosen and I’m not joking
I always knew you’d arrive some day

Thief 2:
You are the chosen and I’m not joking
Coz what Im feeling no words can explain

Narrator:
A guard was usually stood at the door
But when she arrived he’s flat on the floor
When she shouted get your hands in the air
It would seem another thief had beaten her there

Thief 2:
I have waited years its true - to meet someone just like you
There’s no stretch no sentence I won’t do

Thief 1:
Im the one who’ll love you best I am so not like the rest
I would take a bullet in my chest for you
I’ve finally found my chosen one

Thief 2:
You are the chosen and I’m not joking
I always knew you’d arrive some day

Thief 1:
You are the chosen and I’m not joking
‘Coz what Im feeling no words can explain

Narrator:
As the vault was opened they filled the bags
as their gloves made contact they shared a glance
it was what they both had been longing for
They were holding hands as they ran towards the door

Thief 2:
I have waited years its true - to meet someone just like you
There’s no stretch no sentence I won’t do

Thief 1:
Im the one who’ll love you best I am so not like the rest
I would take a bullet in my chest for you
I’ve finally found my chosen one

Narrator:
The squad cars started arriving - loud hailers fractured the air

Sgt: “We’ve got you surrounded weapons down hands in the air”

Thief 2:
I have waited years for you - now I’ve found you were both screwed
Its a 10 year stretch we’ll have to do

Thief 1:
I told you Id love you best but you’re one thief they’ll not arrest
Im gonna take a bullet in my chest for you

‘Coz I’d die for my chosen one

Now run

Run

Run

Now RUN

• Folk Rock
• Glam
• Melodic Rock
• Powerpop
• Psych
• Rock
• Sydney