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They Came to Cordura
They Cloned Tyrone
They Come Knocking
They Died with Their Boots On
They Drive by Night
They Live by Night
They Live in the Grey
They Made Me a Criminal
They Made Me a Fugitive
They Met in Bombay
They Might Be Giants
They Only Kill Their Masters
They Shoot Horses, Don't They?
They Were Expendable
They Won't Believe Me
They Won't Forget
They're Playing with Fire
They're a Weird Mob
Thicker Than Water