Mexico Songtext
von Foreign Diplomats

Well, maybe we could talk about it
Talk of all the shit that you bring
Well, maybe we could talk about it
Talk of when you were watching colours
They change, woah
They change, woah

I don′t think I jumped at all
It just seemed the right thing to do
To watch him die in Mexico
While the others kissed him
The blood was flowing through their mouths, woah
Through their mouths, woah

Please try to hurry
'Cause it′s getting dark and it's getting cold
And everyone is dancing late and tense
Yes, everyone is dancing late and tense, woah, woah
Oh, oh, oh

Woah, woah


Oh, the sky is your head
Your head is a creep
You'll drown in the chances
You meet with defeat
You change, woah

You change, woah

The food, it is rotten
And you, you are late
You were watching the dancers
So sweet and cheap
You were taking feast from the hate, woah
From the hate, woah

Please try to hurry
′Cause it′s getting dark and it's getting cold
And everyone is dancing late and tense
Yes, everyone is dancing late and tense
And oh, you′ve cried for so long
Well, maybe it's time to dance
But legs don′t know no romance, woah, woah
You tried to dance but you could not follow the speed
Woah, the speed, the speed, you just stood there and screamed
You screamed, you screamed, woah, woah, woah, woah