absconding_

el farolito save my soul, it's a long way back to mexico
and i don't know if I'm ever gonna make it home.
you can sell whiskey to the indians
but ya can't sell records with lyrics that offend
the parents of rich, white, suburban youth,
you can wunk me on the head with a 2x4
you can burn down a liquor store,
but no one's gonna care in couple of years.
(rock guitar solo B)
viver esta perder lastimar. creo llamada enfermo manana,
soy enfermo del mundo y todo mi dinero comprar.
el farolito save my soul, it's a long way back to mexico,
and i dunno if i'm ever gonna make it home,
you can sell whiskey to the indians
you can play lotto till the summer ends,
but you'll never win.