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Let it burn
Leave them smoke and take the cash
Then hurry back
And go tell your mother
From the start, a hungry heart is doomed to break

Gold will be gold, for we get old
When we can still be really dumb
And leave no trace, lie to their face
Yeah, we'll just bite our tongue

I know one day they will put us
Those six feet below the ground
And by then all that is left, our memories
So let's give them one hell of a story
Put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise

And in the flames
I swear, I heard a mockingbird calling my name
And from the dark
Something new will come on through and rise again

Gold will be gold, for we get old
When we can still be really dumb
We are blood brothers, don't tell the others
You know mum's the word

I know one day they will put us
Those six feet below the ground
And by then all that is left, our memories
So let's give them one hell of a story
Put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise

Gold will be gold, for we get old
When we can still be really dumb
And leave no trace, lie to their face
We'll just bite our tongue

I know one day they will put us
Those six feet below the ground
And by then all that is left, our memories
So let's give them one hell of a story
Put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise

So let's give them one hell of a story
Put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise

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