Oh, right now times are hard
Stacks of bills and broken cars
And everyone seems to have lost their heads
They say that bad things come in threes
But they’re piling over you and me
Come on now, it’s time to leave
‘Cause everyone’s running wild, going for their guns
I don’t know how we got here or where we should go
We could run far away and live under the Sun
In Mexico, Mexico
Pero eso no me mantiene despierto por la noche
Intento mantener la mente abierta ahora, ay
He visto suficiente y voy a salir
He tenido mi parte de esta ciudad
Vamos, es hora de irnos
‘Cause everyone’s running wild, going for their guns
I don’t know how we got here or where we should go
We could run far away and live under the Sun
In Mexico, Mexico, whoa-oh, whoa, whoa
Everyone, running wild, going for their guns
I don’t know how we got here or where we should go
We could run far away and live under the Sun
In Mexico, Mexico
And everyone’s running wild, going for their guns
And I don’t know how we got here or where we should go
We could run far away and live under the Sun
In Mexico, Mexico, whoa-oh-oh, whoa