McDoon: When the going gets tough And you're smokin’ a cigarette Not for the taste of it The madness it grows Like a flame through your soul and it's time For some payback
Conditions are right The kindle is dry It's a labor of chemistry Just a tiny spark Sends the light through the dark And the devil's unleashed Hell is your destiny
Your wagon is on fire Your wagon is aflame Your wagon is on fire It’ll never be the same
Now is the next part of the plan: Grab the girl and let's get goin'
Cletus: The tall one with the ugly dress?
McDoon: That's my future wife, show some respect!
Cletus: This is all fucked, I thought it would be clean?
McDoon: (Daughter:) How could it be when we’re burnin' families?
Grab her, bag her, anyway you want I'm too busy saying what's goin' on
And life, as you know it, is changing ((Spoken) Let me go!) Desperate times call for measures ((Spoken) Mr McDoon) Wedding bells they are clanging ((Spoken) The Bandit King) Another one's ash is my treasure
Your wagon is on fire...
Father: When did this get serious?
Mother: When my world's at stake
McDoon: The journey is a sham...
Son: You should have paid attention Dad
Mother: There are lives to save
McDoon: And all that you desire...
Son: Why aren’t you furious?
Mother: We’re not far behind
McDoon: You're back where you began
Father: It's all just part of the grind We’ll take it one day at a time And we’ll find our way back home
All: Are we gone to Oregon? Oregon... We’re gone...