Super Hits

Adam ant/marco pirroni

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
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 and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!

And even though you fool your souls
Your conscience will be mine, all mine

Da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa
Da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa

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

Densmore/manzarek/morrison/krieger

Hello, i love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, i love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, i love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, i love you
Let me jump in your game

She's walking down the street
Blind to every eye she meets
Do you think you'll be the guy
To make the queen of the angels sigh?

Hello, i love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, i love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, i love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, i love you
Let me jump in your game

She holds her head so high
Like a statue in the sky
Her arms are wicked, and her legs are long
When she moves my brain screams out this song

Sidewalk crouches at her feet
Like a dog that begs for something sweet
Do you hope to make her see, you fool?
Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel?

Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
I want you
Hello
I need my baby
Hello, hello, hello, hello

Adam ant/marco pirroni

With the heartbreak open
So much you can't hide
Put on a little makeup makeup
Make sure they get your good side good side

If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside he's hiding

We don't follow fashion
That would be a joke
You know we're going to set them set them
So everyone can take note take note

When they saw you kneeling
Crying words that you mean
Opening their eyeballs eyeballs
Pretending that you're al green al green

No one's gonna tell me
What's wrong or what's right
Or tell me who to eat with sleep with
Or that i've won the big fight big fight

Look out or they'll tell you
You're a "superstar"
Two weeks and you're an all time legend
I think the games have gone much too far

If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note

Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink... etc.

Adam ant/marco pirroni

The greek, the gypsy, the italian
And the pole, took a look around
Chewed up the gauntlet,
Spat it out
Raised them to the ground

Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising

Four young men, greasy hair
Don't know zip
Leather jackets, big packets
Into it, into it.

Knock 'em dead sweetie, then sock four
My body, cha-cha, and orf
Four young men on big bad bikes
Ben hur daddy argent!

Give me a flash of white white skin
Above the stocking part
Cool it with the jewels, appreciate
The world finest work of art.

Four young men a-come through hot
The last of the moccasins
Don't sit around with their chi-chi friends
And talk....