Put the cheddar in your pocket,

put the rest under your jacket,

I'll talk to the cashier,

he won't suspect

and if he does...

Do a runner, do a runner

Ten nickers for the lot,

we pay fuck all

Mr. Packy won't lose much,

and we'll have dinner tonight.

Do a runner, do a runner

The bastard is trying to watch us,

through the mirror and TV

but they are not gonna catch us

because we are gonna run, run...

Do a runner, do a runner

Ten nickers for the lot,

we pay fuck all

Mr. Packy won't lose much,

and we'll have dinner tonight.