This World Will Remember Me

The men in this town

Live and die and are forgotten

And it doesn't seem to scare 'em

I can't wait to get away

Away from the drought

And the homeless and the hungry

Where they talk

About foreclosures

Every hot and dusty day

I don't intend to waste

My life 'round here

I got it all mapped out

If I can pull just three jobs a year

I'll be rich

I'll have wealth and fame

Everyone will know my name

Pull three jobs? What does that mean?

What do you think it means?

Just like Billy the Kid

And mister Capone

Every kid will idolize Clyde Barrow

One thing young lady I guarantee

Is that this world will remember me

Yes this world will remember me

Don't you think it's time

That you lost that egg-stained apron

And wore somethin' made of satin

From a fine Manhattan store?

Yes I can see you

In a car with your own driver

You are headed to your penthouse

That will overlook the shore

Your face should be up on the silver screen

You got that "It Girl" look

I can't believe that you see that in me

I always knew I'd be a star

How intelligent you are

We are wasted round here

We're too good for this place

We weren't born to live

And die in Texas

This is my plan, there's no plan B

And this world will remember me

You and this world will remember me