Thelma and Louise

Let it burn, leave in 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 'fore 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 both six feet below the ground
And by then, all that is left are memories
So let’s give 'em 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 dirt, something new will come on through
And rise again
Gold will be gold 'fore 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 both six feet below the ground
And by then, all that is left are memories
So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise
Gold will be gold 'fore 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 both six feet below the ground
And by then, all that is left are memories
So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise
So let’s give 'em one hell of a story, put your foot right on the gun
And they can call us Thelma and Louise