Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 44 Robbers , by - Laika. Song from the album Silver Apples of the Moon, in the genre Release date: 16.10.1994
Record label: Too Pure
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 44 Robbers , by - Laika. Song from the album Silver Apples of the Moon, in the genre 44 Robbers |
| I got up at half-past four |
| Forty-four robbers around my door |
| Forty-four and maybe more |
| What the hell they want me for? |
| Stubbly faces, gap-tooth grin |
| Ain’t no way I’m letting them in |
| No way, you can’t come in, forty-four robbers stinking of gin |
| Uh-huh, I ain’t letting you in, I’ll hit you with a rolling pin |
| So small, can’t hurt a fly, get in my way and I’ll sure as hell try |
| To kick your butt down the block, can’t wait, yelling for the cops |
| Fifty dealers and fifty thieves |
| Starring at the drive-in on my street |
| Shit, over my shoulder there’s Popeye and Bluto |
| Looking nasty, can I remember my judo? |
| It’s always like this, going out alone |
| So damn scared, might never leave home |
| No way, you can’t come in, forty-four robbers stinking of gin |
| Uh-huh, I ain’t letting you in, I’ll hit you with a rolling pin |
| So small, can’t hurt a fly, get in my way and I’ll sure as hell try |
| To kick your butt down the block, can’t wait, yelling for the cops |
| Got my freedom, I got my pride |
| All means nothing with the men outside |
| Puffing and preening and strutting their stuff |
| Blocking my way out, I’ve had enough! |
| Give me justice, hand it over now |
| Gotta get a gun or maybe just leave town, see ya |
| Sly Stallone, Al Capone |
| Are giving me grief on the telephone |
| All I want is a swiss cheese sarnie |
| When at the deli stands Big Arnie |
| Hey Jean-Claude, move aside |
| That taxi’s mine, I’m taking that ride |
| When I go out to get the Sunday paper |
| What’s my man to think, «Someone might rape her»? |
| I’m just having a beer on my own |
| Don’t mean Hulk Hogan can take me home |
| I’ve got my mace but my loud-as-fuck whistle |
| Is so ineffective I just pray the epistles |
| For help to come someday soon |
| But until then I’ll stay in my room |
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