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The Ballad of Rob Banks

from Breakfast For Dinner by The Racket Boys

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So it’s me and the crew, like five dudes with an attitude
Had to shake and bake make a move to go and save the groove
The funds was getting low, the rent was getting high
Brains going all manic panic had to go philosophize
If you take goods from the bad are you bad at being good
Or good at being bad is it rad or sad to feel like you should
Take the wealth from the wealthy? If you can go and be stealthy
I think this appetites quite alright and perfectly healthy
And man I can’t kick the fix
Go pick up the crew and come thru with a bag of tricks
I’m feeling devilish, kevin spitting that 666
But that’s irrelevant I think we need tighten the script.
I got the hoodie, ski mask and a van that’s fully gassed
And of course I’m packing heat, man do you even gotta ask?
Ok it’s a water pistol but the plans clear crystal
Run up to the teller, what we tell her is super simple.

Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot

A stunning realization, my hands are clammy and I’m feeling naked, heart is racing
I see the guard adjacent being blatant probably feels impatient and now I started pacing, Having a hard time man, seeing how long this is taking
But I gotta get a grip, no time for the mind to unwind or freakin take a trip
But I feel my fingers slip
Shot fired I think I made a mistake
Somebody rewind this picture or go pump these brakes
Oh shit these guns is real
I must have switched em, forgotten, now I’m coppin a feel of this cold steel
The guard dives for his life and he started shooting back, a full attack
A mirage with a barrage of bullets duckin down I’m on my back
No time to think its times to act I think I found a clear path
Ducking and weaving and quickly proceeding I will not be beaten I’m on a track
No going back no going back I feel like I’m about to yak
I bee line like a feline screaming holding onto my wad of cash.

Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot
Rock, paper, scissor, shoot!
Now gimme all the loot

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from Breakfast For Dinner, released April 24, 2015

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Kevin Shields - Vox
AJ DiBiase - Guitar/Vox
Paul Sheslow - Drums
Mark Franzen - Bass
Charlie Field - Fiddle, Guitar

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