A Robbery - Syd Matters

Three days and a bed for recovery

Two years in a cell for a robbery

Twenty-seven, I have seen a funny dancing little dream

Rising shiver on my skin and flying up above my pillow

Two hours with the summer rising mercury

Fifteen minutes catching crickets from a rising tree

Twenty-seven I have seen many summers on the screen

Many fires burning clean boulevards from my window

All you servants at the door, listen to your king

Bow your head and be quiet as the emperor sings

Twenty-seven I have seen both the devil and the Queen

Goin' to heaven on a green brush stolen from my kitchen