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 year's old age pension

Stand and deliver- your money or your life

try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

the clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashing

so what's the point

of robbery when nothing is worth taking?

it's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making

Stand and deliver- your money or your life

try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife

and even though you fool your souls

your conscience will be mine

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

Stand and deliver- your money or your life

try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife

and even though you fool your souls

your conscience will be mine

da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa [repeat over chorus]

Stand and deliver- your money or your life

Stand and deliver- your money or your life...