Running out the door aiming for the waist down Pulling up the car, boy we're on the run now Had to wide the roads, light the fuse and stand back All our hopes and dreams stuffed into this backpack
Oh, now that we got blood on our hands No, we'll never hide the contraband No, there'll be no surrender, if we go down it's together I'm gonna make a stand
'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, no way they're taking our hearts alive We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got It's beating in our chests like the wild wild west
See our faces on the posters by the roadside We were the wanted ones long before the ink dried We'll be fugitives, running from the mundane You and I, were just born to live in this way
Oh, now that we got blood on our hands No, we'll never hide the contraband No, there'll be no surrender, if we go down it's together I'm gonna make a stand
'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, no way they're taking our hearts alive We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got It's beating in our chests like the wild wild west Give it up for outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, no way they're taking our hearts alive We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got It's beating in our chests like the wild wild west
(Like the wild wild west) (Like the wild wild west)
'Cause we are outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, no way they're taking our hearts alive We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got It's beating in our chests like the wild wild west Give it up for outlaws, brave young guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, no way they're taking our hearts alive We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got It's beating in our chests like the wild wild west
Compositores: Andrew Marcus Frampton (Andrew Frampton), Jamie Lou Stenzel, Max Farrar ECAD: Obra #22253144