Thief - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Why must I be the thief?

Oh Lord please won't you tell me

Why must I be the thief?

He said to the hanging man

And how come you're the only one

Who's a beggar, that always stares?

Why must I be the thief?

He asked of the hanging man

And how come you're the only one

Who lived with an open hand?

Well why must I be the thief?

He cursed and then he cried

And the hanging man put out his hand

And looked beyond his eye

And the thief he climbed that cross

To share that other's fate

But the Jesus man said "Not now

My brother, not now, it's far too late"

Far too late, far too late, far too late, far too late

Far too late, far too late, far too la-ate

Do what you must

Take what you can

Steal the pride from every heart, every angry man

Every angry man, every angry man

I am the thief

And you may run

Yes, and you may hide

But I will get you yet, yes I will, because of you

'Cause it's just your pride, just your pride

Pride!, Pride!

And I will get you yet, 'cause it's just your pride

I will get you yet, it's just your pride