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

"What can we do?"

In Mexico

I went for a walk to inhale

The tranquil, cool, lover's air

But I could sense the hate

From the Lone Star state

And a small voice said

"What can we do?"

It seems if you're rich and you're white

You'll be alright

I just don't see why

This should be so

If you're rich and you're white

You'll be alright

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

Then you'll be OK

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