Insane Clown Posse - Mexico City lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse - Mexico City lyrics]
Mexico City (City) a place that you can go
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)
They want me on murder rap
Which violates my probation
Ain't no fuckin way I'm stayin
Here wit what I'm facin
Sold my car to a junkyard and
Bought a one-way bus ride
Take me cross the border
I'll cool out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stale
They hit the last stop
Threw me out the bus, left me standing there
Asses out turned and started walkin
Tell me what is there to see?
Everything was all in spanish but the
Sign "welcome to mexico city"
Mexico City (City) a place that you can go
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)
Maybe I can fetch a job
Find a wife start a family
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
Maybe I can get a place
Settle down and try to blend in
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
Maybe I can just relax
Be myself and quit pretendin
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
You can say harbor bay or south monterrey
Even islands off the map within
The dead sea passageway
Don't fuckin matter, man
From pakistan to chuck e chesse's
From the ramada in granada on through
Far as the equator reaches
Virgina beaches, saskatoon, cancum
The blue lagoon from desert sand dunes
Metropolises to the boons
From pueblo north, kakalaki, back to waikiki
They searchin high and low for me
But I'm in mexico city
Mexico City (City) a place that you can go
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)
They want me on murder rap
Which violates my probation
Ain't no fuckin way I'm stayin
Here wit what I'm facin
Sold my car to a junkyard and
Bought a one-way bus ride
Take me cross the border
I'll cool out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stale
They hit the last stop
Threw me out the bus, left me standing there
Asses out turned and started walkin
Tell me what is there to see?
Everything was all in spanish but the
Sign "welcome to mexico city"
Mexico City (City) a place that you can go
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)
Maybe I can fetch a job
Find a wife start a family
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
Maybe I can get a place
Settle down and try to blend in
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
Maybe I can just relax
Be myself and quit pretendin
(in M-E-X-IC-O, C-I, T-Y)
You can say harbor bay or south monterrey
Even islands off the map within
The dead sea passageway
Don't fuckin matter, man
From pakistan to chuck e chesse's
From the ramada in granada on through
Far as the equator reaches
Virgina beaches, saskatoon, cancum
The blue lagoon from desert sand dunes
Metropolises to the boons
From pueblo north, kakalaki, back to waikiki
They searchin high and low for me
But I'm in mexico city
Mexico City (City) a place that you can go
And live your life on the low (okay)
Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide
And everything'll be tight (alright)