44 Robbers

Forty-Four Robbers: Battling Shadows in the Night
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Lyrics

I got up at half past four

The narrator wakes up at 4:30 AM.

Forty-four robbers around my door

There are 44 robbers surrounding the narrator's door.

Forty-four - and maybe more

There might be even more than 44 robbers.

What the hell they want me for?

The narrator questions the intentions of the robbers and why they are after them.

Stubbly faces & gap-tooth grins

The robbers have rough, unshaven faces and missing teeth.

Ain`t no way I`m lettin` them in

The narrator is determined not to let the robbers enter.


No way - you can`t come in

The narrator reiterates the refusal to let the robbers in.

Forty-four robbers stinkin` of gin

The robbers smell strongly of gin, further dissuading the narrator from allowing them inside.

Uh huh - I ain`t lettin` you in

The narrator firmly refuses to permit their entry.

I`ll hit you with a rolling pin

The narrator threatens to use a rolling pin as a weapon.

So small can`t hurt a fly

The robbers are perceived as physically small and harmless.

Get in my way and I`ll sure as hell try

The narrator will still try to defend themselves if provoked by the robbers.

To kick your butt down the block

The narrator will fight back if necessary.

Can`t wait yellin` for the cops

The narrator considers calling the police for help.


Fifty dealers and fifty thieves

There are 50 dealers and 50 thieves present.

Starring at the drive-in on my street

They are watching something at a drive-in theater on the narrator's street.

Shit, over my shoulder there`s Popeye and Bluto

The narrator spots threatening figures like Popeye and Bluto behind them, feeling unsure if they can defend themselves.

Looking nasty - can I remember my judo?

The narrator doubts their ability to remember self-defense techniques (judo) in a threatening situation.

It`s always like this - going out alone

The narrator often feels afraid when going out alone.

So damn scared might never leave home

The fear is so intense that the narrator fears they might never leave home.


I`ve got my freedom I`ve got my pride

The narrator values their freedom and pride.

All means nothin` with these men outside

Despite having freedom and pride, the presence of the menacing men outside diminishes their value.

Puffing and preening and strutting their stuff

The robbers display arrogance and self-importance.

Blocking my way out - I`ve had enough!

The robbers are obstructing the narrator's path, causing frustration.

Give me justice - hand it over now

The narrator desires justice and relief from the situation.

Gotta get a gun or maybe just leave town...

Considering extreme measures like acquiring a gun or leaving town to escape the menacing atmosphere.


See ya!

The narrator sarcastically bids farewell to the situation.

Sly Stallone and Al Capone

The narrator feels harassed by imagined characters like Sly Stallone and Al Capone via the telephone.

Are giving me grief on the telephone

The narrator's desires are simple, just wanting a sandwich.

All I want is a Swiss cheese sarnie

A large, imposing figure (reminiscent of Arnold Schwarzenegger) is present at the deli, adding to the narrator's discomfort.

When at the deli stands big Arnie

The narrator asks Jean-Claude Van Damme to move so they can take a taxi.

Hey Jean-Claude - move aside

The narrator faces concerns about safety even when doing routine tasks like getting the newspaper.

That taxi`s mine - I`m taking that ride

The narrator worries about the safety of someone close to them.

When I go out to get the Sunday paper

The narrator emphasizes their intention of enjoying a quiet moment alone.

What`s my man to think `someone might rape her`?!

The narrator feels uncomfortable with Hulk Hogan's presumptions despite just wanting a solitary drink.

I`m just having a beer on my own

The narrator carries self-defense items but doubts their effectiveness.

Don`t mean Hulk Hogan can take me home

The narrator seeks help from higher powers, feeling helpless in their current situation.

I`ve got my mace but my loud-as-fuck whistle

The narrator hopes for assistance to arrive soon but acknowledges their current confinement to their room.

Is so ineffective I just pray the Epistles

For help to come someday soon

Despite the longing for help, the narrator is resigned to staying inside their room until assistance arrives.

But until then I`ll stay in my room

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