Bandits on a Beatscape

(haha, here we go...)

I found a dollar in my shoe and a map on a

receipt

We're marching down the alleyway in mismatched sneakers on our feet With

a pocketful of buttons and a kettle on the boil We're planting

flagpoles in the backyard,

claiming sovereignty of soil

Oh, the kettle's singing loud,

the tea is getting hot

We're building up a castle

out of everything we got

Raise a wooden spoon to the sky!

Let the parade go marching on by!

We are breaking all the rules we can find

Leaving all the heavy worries behind! (ooh-yeah!)

We hijacked the laboratory,

plugged the banjo in the wall The scientists are dancing now,

they're having quite a ball With a beaker full of soda and

some static on the wire We're roasting marshmallows on an imaginary fire

(shhh... listen...) They say the world is serious,

they say we must behave

But we would rather build a fort inside a dusty cave

So turn the dials up,

let the gears begin to spin Open up the window and let

the parade back in!

Raise a wooden spoon to the sky!

Let the parade go marching on by!

We are breaking all the rules we can find

Leaving all the heavy worries behind!

Just a dollar in my shoe...

And a map on a receipt...