Standard (EADGBE)

Well just out of prison

streets seem so cold and blue

Don’t know what to do

Family don’t want me and

I’m feeling blue

Well walk into a bank and put a

gun to the cashier’s head

The cashier presses an alarm

now the cashier is dead

I fill her full of lead

Well have-a-go hero thinks he

knows what to do

He tries to rush me

now he’s dead too

Well I ain’t got any money

I feel blue

A policeman walks in

and he’s got a gun

I beat him to the trigger

his life is gone

I make for the exit but in comes another one

Bang bang bang

go our guns

I hit him in the head

his blood starts to run

I make for the midday sun

Police are waiting for me

my life flashes by

I know I’m gonna die

If you got a conscience

for me you can cry

Bank robber blue

Bank robber blue

Bank robber blue

Bank robber blue

Bank robber blue

If you got a conscience

Bank robber blue