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Albums:

Mexican Bandit Meets Pittsburgh Pirate (Paul Gonsalves) · Smokey & the Bandit 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Babylon the Bandit (Steel Pulse) · Frankie Goes to Hollywood, Vol. 2: The Kissing Bandit (Frank Sinatra) · Bandit Rock, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bandit (The Nashville String Band) · Bandit Rock, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Unrecoupable One Man Bandit, Vol. 1 (Boy George) · One-Armed Bandit (Zornik) · Come Clean [Clean] [Bonus DVD] (Puddle of Mudd) – and 90 other albums »


But hope isn't easy to see.

Take care of this house
Keep it from harm
If bandits break in sound the alarm
Care for this house
Shine it by hand
A mark ten jaguar
He thought the man was fast asleep
Silent, still and deep
Both dead and cold
Shot through 
With bullet holes

The one armed bandit
Farewell Angelina, the bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles, the music plays slow
But
to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!

Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look
Strange music ain’t nobody can touch us,One shot to the head nigga you touched up
Niggas got it all mixed up Rob Rebeck,Now they all tied up by the sea
on a hovercraft sound
This microphone, like an an amphetamine
Keeping me clean, speaking in dreams
So nature can intervene, just for a scene

[Chorus]

I
life
Mostly
Take a journey
Orbit morbid
Ghastly and ghostly
Theories motivated by
Being illustrated by
My comsumption
Of intake
And clean cut assumption
and put that ass in the air
True checkin' done by the true fuckin' player
I'm headed to the cut with straight chronic in my pock
Rainin' make 'em kill 'em
sound
This microphone, like an an amphetamine
Keeping me clean, speaking in dreams
So nature can intervene, just for a scene

[Chorus]

I walk
on mine
Outlawz my spine, it ain't hard to find

But get ya and lay low
And get ya piece by the dough
I keep my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
I keep
on a rocket with Davy Crockett headed for no man's land
And landed and seen a time bandit in the sand
I traveled with Gulliver and I'm a hell of a patrol
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yo
I'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz judging a book by its cover
Think a pretty motherfucker won't get
words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out
eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
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