Stand and Deliver
I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mentionI spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attentionThe devil take your stereo and your record collectionThe way you look you'll qualify for next years old age pension
Stand and deliver your money or your lifeTry and use a mirror, no bullet or a knife
I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashionThe clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashingSo what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking?It's kind of tough to tell a scruff, the big mistake hes making
Stand and deliver your money or your lifeTry and use a mirror, no bullet or a knife
And even though you fool your soulsYour conscience will be mine, all mine
We're the dandy highwaymen so tired of excusesOf deep meaning philosophies where only showbiz losesWe're the dandy highwaymen and here's our invitationThrow your safety overboard and join our insect nation
Stand and deliver your money or your lifeTry and use a mirror, no bullet or a knife
And even though you fool your soulsYour conscience will be mine, all mine