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Testo Robin Hood Costume - Beans On Toast

Testo della canzone Robin Hood Costume (Beans On Toast), tratta dall'album Rolling up the Hill

I went down to my local bank dressed like Robin Hood

And everybody thought that I was up to no good

I'm stealing from the rich, I said, I'm giving to the poor

I'm tired of all this bullshit, I can't take it anymore

I screamed that out at the top of my voice

They said I'd have to join the queue like everybody else

But if I wait my turn, and if I work really hard

They could probably issue me a credit card

With a little bit of interest, I could get a lot of cash

I could give that to the poor, I could share it with the homeless

They don't know that I'm an outlaw, they think that I'm a fool

It was the same old scam with the bad King John

I'm not here for a loan

I wanna take what the people are rightfully owed

I wanna take all of the riches and distribute them evenly

And as soon as she understood, the bank teller agreed with me

"You're right," she said, "I'm sick

And tired of working for these cunts

They treat me like I'm worthless, let's go down to the vault

We can take all of the money and drag it to the streets

And see how many hungry people we can feed"

We went down there and opened up, and man, we were gutted

Turns out that the bank didn't have any money in it

'Cause money is now digital and there's no use for hard cash

The money in your bank doesn't even exist

We need another plan of attack

We need to find a way to take our humanity back

We could move into the forest and stop paying our taxes

We can grow our own food and sow our own seed

We can live outside the law, hidden between the trees

With a couple of chickens and some wood for the fire

Just the bare essentials, right? Keep it really simple

In my Robin Hood costume, I'm gonna look like the don

Or at least an old man with a child's imagination

I know that this song is a tall pipe dream

But it's better than the bullshit that I see on TV

Where the poor get screwed every single time

Work, motherfucker, work, toe the fuckin' line

So we work and we worry and we watch TV

It tells us to work and it tells us to worry

So maybe I'm not Robin Hood

But we need him more now than we ever have

We need to take what is rightfully ours

Or at least we need a few more outlaws

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Writer(s): Jay Mcallister
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