In Mexico I went for a walk to inhale The tranquil, cool, lover's air I could taste a trace Of American chemical waste And the small voice said "What can we do?"
In Mexico I went for a walk to inhale The tranquil, cool, lover's air I could sense the hate of the lonestar state And a small voice said "What can we do?"
It seems if you're rich And you're white You think youre so right I just don't see why this should be so If you're rich and you're white You think youre so right I just don't see why this should be so
In Mexico I lay on the grass And I cried my heart out For want of my love Oh, for want of my love Oh, for want of my love
It seems if you're rich And you're white You think you're so right I just don't see why This should be so
If you're rich and you're white You think youre so right I just don't see why This should be so
In Mexico, I lay on the grass And I cried my heart out For want of my love For want of my love For want of my love For want of my love
Compositores: Gary Day, Martin James Boorer (PRS), Steven Morrisey (BMI)Editores: Artemis Muziekuitgeverij B V (BUMA), Felix Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #1657524 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM