"This World Will Remember Me" from "Bonnie and Clyde"

CLYDE
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

BONNIE

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 that 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

"That's What You Call a Dream" from "Bonnie and Clyde"

Just an ordinary life,
Easy days and quiet nights,
Lazy walks beside a stream:
Now that's what you call a dream.

No ideas and no big plans,
Happy with the way things are,
No one with a scam or scheme:
Now that's what you call a dream.

These dreams of yours make no sense at all.
It's what's inside, not what's out there.
We both could have a perfect life
And not go anywhere.

You miss a lot when you ask too much.
You're all I need not one thing more, Buck.
All I ever wanted
Is on this side of the door.

Children playing in the barn.
Buck is rocking in his chair.
In the house the candles gleam.
Now that's what you call a dream.

In the house the candles gleam.
Now that's what you call a dream.