Lyrics Mexico - Babet, Andy Maistre

Mexico

Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
In the city of Mexico
There’s some wolves dressed in kid
And some kids dressed in wolves
Who can tell how good they are?
Don’t you know it?
Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
In the city of Mexico
Cops are dressed like robbers
And robbers like bankers
Like a dog chasing its tail
Don’t you know it?
Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
In the city of Mexico
There’s some place to rest in peace
But no one knows how cold it is
Out of sight, out of mind
But you know it
Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
Not interest in Mexico
That the worm is in the apple
Cause you’re blind, deaf and absent
While the cat is away, the mice will play
Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
In the city of Mexico
Oh, Lord
Don’t you know?
In the city of Mexico
There’s some wolves dressed in kid
And some kids dressed in wolves
Who can tell how good they are?
Don’t you know it?
Oh, Lord
You don’t know
In the city of Mexico
That the worm is in the apple
In the city of Mexico
Cause you’re blind, deaf and absent
While the cat is away, the mice will play
In the city of Mexico
In the city of Mexico
In the city of Mexico
In the city of Mexico