On my knees

Not that you can help me

I have changed a flat before

And I have gotten dirty



I ain't no faker

I'm as sweet as I am rotten

I might even laugh at myself

I have not forgotten



That I am king of under-a-dollar stores

I know you've seen it all before

But I know it by heart

And I live in—not in a trailer park

But in a caboose in the backyard



I am a bandit, I don't think you want me

Just add a pirate to a lady

I am a bandit, I don't think you need me

Just add a jester to a gypsy



Don't try to make me different

Or find what makes me tick

Last person tried to change me

I still taste it in my spit



Sun dips in a cool breeze

Sweat drips from your nose

You think I'm full blooded crazy

From my head down to my toes



I am king of losing coins in slot machines

But I will live until it kills me

And I live in timid smiles and bold dreams

And I will cry until I bleed



I am a bandit, I don't think you want me

Just add a pirate to a lady

I am a bandit, I don't think you need me

You just give independence to a baby



And I am king of enduring everlasting nights

Of losing sleep by winning these fights

And receiving only dirt

And I give crooked smiles

To the never ending search

I'm made of mud,

I need someone that is made of earth



'Cause I am a bandit