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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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Consumed, enjoyed.

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river

You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her

And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there

And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China

And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her

Then she gets you on her wavelength

And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind

And then you know that she will trust you

For you've touched her perfect body with your mind

And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water

And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower

And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him

He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them

But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open

Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind

And then you think maybe you'll trust him

For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river

She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters

And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbour

And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning

They are leaning out for love and they will lean that way forever

While Suzanne holds the mirror

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind

And then you know that you can trust her

For she's touched your perfect body with her mind

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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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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"The way I see it, " he said

"You just can't win it...

Everybody's in it for their own gain

You can't please 'em all

There's always somebody calling you down

I do my best

And I do good business

There's a lot of people asking for my time

They're trying to get ahead

They're trying to be a good friend of mine

I was a free man in Paris

I felt unfettered and alive

There was nobody calling me up for favors

And no one's future to decide

You know I'd go back there tomorrow

But for the work I've taken on

Stoking the star maker machinery

Behind the popular song

I deal in dreamers

And telephone screamers

Lately I wonder what I do it for

If l had my way

I'd just walk out those doors

And wander

Down the Champs Élysées

Going café to cabaret

Thinking how I'll feel when I find

That very good friend of mine

I was a free man in Paris

I felt unfettered and alive

Nobody was calling me up for favorus

No one's future to decide

You know I'd go back there tomorrow

But for the work I've taken on

Stoking the star maker machinery

Behind the popular song".

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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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion

The clumsy boots, peekaboo 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 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 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 to use a mirror

Not a bullet or a knife

And even though you fool your soul

Your conscience will be mine

All mine

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Stand and deliver (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

Your money or your life (Qua qua, da diddly, qua qua, da diddly)

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Entry for Ink Blogs Big Typography Competition. A plea from papyrus, comic sans, brush script and impact. I hope you get it for your sake.

A celebration of one of the "ugliest", over-used typeface ever.

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This used to be a long, open platform lined with bus stops partly covered by a black corrugated metal roof and supported by smudgy steel columns. Now it is something of a shiny airport terminal with blinking LED-signs and convenience stores! I'm still trying to grasp it.

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Inspiration, die ich von unserer Elternzeit-Reise mitgenommen habe (Die Reise war eine schöne Idee, aber ein totaler Reinfall...). Die ganze Geschichte auf dem blog: www.sabrinahofmann.de

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Most of the time

I'm clear focused all around

Most of the time

I can keep both feet on the ground

I can follow the path

I can read the signs

Stay right with it

When the road unwinds

I can handle whatever

I stumble upon

I don't even notice

She's gone

Most of the time

Most of the time

It's well understood

Most of the time

I wouldn't change it if i could

I can't make it all match up

I can hold my own

I can deal with the situation

Right down to the bone

I can survive

And i can endure

And i don't even think

About her

Most of the time

Most of the time

My head is on straight

Most of the time

I'm strong enough not to hate

I don't build up illusion

'Till it makes me sick

I ain't afraid of confusion

No matter how thick

I can smile in the face

Of mankind

Don't even remember

What her lips felt like on mine

Most of the time

Most of the time

She ain't even in my mind

I wouldn't know her if i saw her

She's that far behind

Most of the time

I can't even be sure

If she was ever with me

Or if i was ever with her

Most of the time

I'm halfway content

Most of the time

I know exactly where it all went

I don't cheat on myself

I don't run and hide

Hide from the feelings

That are buried inside

I don't compromise

And i don't pretend

I don't even care

If i ever see her again

Most of the time