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