This is the tale of Robin Hood Kind and fair, brave and good This is the tale of Robin Hood How the guy got shafted
Robin Hood, Robin Hood Robbing from the rich, giving to the good Robin Hood, Robin Hood Happy ever after
But driving down from Nottingham, here comes Dooh Nibor His motto is 'Protection' and his motto is 'Screw the poor' Dooh Nibor, Dooh Nibor Serve the rich, screw the poor Don't let the bastard grind you down
He drags you to the granary out among the cranes At the end of the runway underneath the planes In a big black suit that looks a little strange With the gold crash hat in the rays of the sun With the visor black and the baseball bat and the...
Robin Hood, Robin Hood You're not dead yet, it's just some blood Robin Hood, Robin Hood Get back and show the bastard!
Robin Hood, Robin Hood Bound and gagged in the nude Robin Hood, in the boot Of an Opel Corsa
As the pylons glisten in the sun of Dooh Nibor The world below him listens, there's no place for you here any more We pull our golden helmets on and turn to face the sun Don't let the bastards grind you down
He's got you cuffed at the reservoir up above the dam With a gag and a blindfold shitting in your pants Clambering on scaffolding, stumbling on planks Look out, Robin! (Too late!)
Robin Hood, Robin Hood Breathing through a rubber tube Sherwood Forest is your club Sherwood Forest for the cup
Robin Hood, Robin Hood In a wheelchair buying food Paralysed but feeling good Mentally retarded
Pull your golden helmet on and take a golden ride Kidney dialysis colostomy bag by your side Robin Hood, Robin Hood, breathing through your rubber tube Don't let the bastards grind you down!
Compositor: Nicholas John Currie ECAD: Obra #1763962