Secret thieves

I wrapped my body in warm layers of wool
To probe the nearby wooded trail.
I went alone, I went in disguise
To learn the secrets of the snail.

The cash drawer was forgotten and never counted.
The till was left open to be stolen from.
And I didn't care, I left in a flash.
I knew the thieves would never come.
Those damn thieves never get their easy work done.

So hold on to my hand and we'll go off together
To the wooded trail. Just dress for the weather.
Cover your neck so you don't catch a cold.
And forget the cash drawer, forget the green mold.

Do what you please on the wooded trail.
But cover your feet and look out for the snails.
They are hiding beneath the foam and the leaves.
Waiting to be found by the secret thieves.

The secret thieves, the bandits of the trees.
They know where money grows
And how to keep it clean.
The secret thieves, the bandits of the trees.
No cash flow out in the woods,
Only birds and bees.