Besedila: Morrissey. 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 Lonestar State
And a small voice said
"What can we do?", Oh

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 you're 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, oh

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 you're 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