Stand and Deliver

I'm the Dandy Highwayman
Who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash
On looking flash
And grabbing your attention
The Devil take your stereo
And your record collection
The way you look you'll qualify for next years old age pension

Stand and deliver
Your money or your life
Try to use a mirror
Not a bullet or a knife
And even though you fool your soul your conscience will be mine
All mine

We're the Dandy Highwaymen
So sick of easy fashion
The clumsy boots, peekaboo roots
That people think so dashing
So what's the point of robbery when nothing it worth taking?
It's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making

We're the Dandy Highwaymen
So tired of excuses
Of deep meaning philosophies
Where only showbiz loses
We're the Dandy Highwaymen
And here's our invitation
Throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation!

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