| I’m the dandy highwayman who you’re too scared to mention
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| I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention
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| The devil take your stereo and your record collection!
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| The way you look you’ll qualify for next year’s old age pension!
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| Stand and deliver your money or your life!
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| Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
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| I’m the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion
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| The clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashing
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| So what’s the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking?
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| It’s kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he’s making
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| Stand and deliver your money or your life!
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| Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
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| And even though you fool your souls
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| Your conscience will be mine
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| All mine
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| We’re the dandy highwaymen so tired of excuses
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| Of deep meaning philosophies where only showbiz loses
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| We’re the dandy highwaymen and here’s our invitation
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| «Throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation»
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| Stand and deliver your money or your life!
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| Try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
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| And even though you fool your souls
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| Your conscience will be mine, all mine
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| Da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa
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| Da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa
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| Stand and deliver your money or your life!
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| Stand and deliver your money or your life! |