You and me — let’s join the enemy
Fly to parisplan a bank robbery
I’ve got the ticketslet’s pick up some cigarettes
Grab your jacketthe wind is blowing cold
I’ve got this contacthe’s ready for action
We’ve got to cut while the knife is still sharp
Crime does not paybut this time it’s different
One week in france and count your money in the dark
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Don’t try to tell me you never dreamed about it
Don’t try to tell me you never wondered how it felt
The world is full of dreamers… it’s the secret of television
I don’t want your television I want real bullets
Just our luck — we were born in suburbia
Raised on sunshine and white bread sin
I think it’s time we got some dirt under our fingernails
I think it’s time we got some blood under our skin
I got this cancer burning inside of me
9 to 5income taxtaking their toll
Get you some heroinget me a prostitute
We’ll sleep much easier with evil in our souls
Chorus
What if we die? that’d be a pity
It’s been years since I saw you this young
Maybe we’ll take our sharerun to venezuela
Buy a fleet of jaguarsrace ’em in the sun
Chorus