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