as far as Mexico I've even learned to speak the language some down on the beach drinking coke and rum You wouldn't know me with this golden glow soaking sun in Mexico
understand just a little No comprende, it's a riddle I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican, whoa-oh, radio I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican
Mexicanos, al grito de Guerra El acero , aprestad y el bridon, y retiemble en sus centros la tierra. Al sonoro rugir del canon. First Stanza Cina
Ah, the itchy flakes, it is a flaming All the gels and creams, it is pertaining To a fungus mold is my injection Hope it's only a, a yeast infection
don.t live here anymore. So pull all the shades down and turn off the radio. and if you see her tell her I moved down to Mexico.
In Mexico, I went for a walk To inhale the tranquil, cool, lover's air But I could taste A trace of American chemical waste And the small voice said "
set the alarm If I'm a few hours late, whats the harm I've been in Mexico, I've been in Mexico I discovered how to take it slow I've been in Mexico
Of a moonlit desert night To heal a broken heart that was so frail Mexico, O Mexico I long to see your border town Mexico, O Mexico Adios mi corazon, O Mexico
couldn't find As I hung on every word she left unspoken The question started leaning on my mind Rodeo or Mexico They both can keep a cowboy satisfied Rodeo or Mexico
, far across the sea searching for that sacred core that burns inside of me and I feel the storm, all wet and warm, not ten miles away, approaching my Mexican
in Mexico Watch them come and I watch them go Where the time went I don't know Life and death joy and tears Ten Years In Mexico I still remember
God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha. Bob Dylan on a motor scooter. Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus. Gotta get me a red caboose. Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah. Mexico in a
be Mexican Take me Mexican Caravan Let's score some of that heroin You know the way to make the white boy say Make me Mexican Take me Mexican
Killing their time Killing their will Killing them (Nine kinds of hell) Losing a freedom that they never had Relive the saddest of sad (Living hell
I will not give in to what the TV sells The bullshit news and the lies they tell Convince us that we're lost They try to sell us maps, we'll buy at
It's like a street gang with a name If you want the job done right, do it yourself It'd be nice to have no boss So destroy at all cost You fuck with
The smashed glass it's a mess how'd they find my street I live on and why'd they pick my fucking address? What I had was what I lost it didn't matter
Seal the fate of countless people Because they slurp every drop Regards to the human slide show We can watch as the bodies drop I hate when I can'