Vanz Kant Danz

Vanz cant dance, but hell steal your money,
Watch him or hell rob you blind. (x 4)
Out in the street a crowd is gatherin,
Pushed down by the heat of the building, theyre wantin to dance.
Makin their way up the street, a boy with a pig and a radio;
Little billy can work on the crowd, put em into a trance,
For the little pig vanz.
Youre watchin em dance, not a care in the world;
So billy and vanz get busy, theyre makin their move;
The little pig knows what to do, hes silent and quick, just like oliver twist;
Before its over, your pocket is clean,
A four-legged thief paid a visit on you.