Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tijuana Jail, artist - Gilby Clarke. Album song Pawnshop Guitars, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 25.07.1994
Record label: A Virgin Records Release;
Song language: English
Tijuana Jail |
Welcome to salvation, my Tequila’s my companion for this |
Evening of oblivion Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it |
Makes me lonely with the friends I never had Packing up my |
Mustang cuz' this city has no heart, it sucks you in and spits |
You out Patiently I’m seeking my destination is unknown, I |
Followed the road down to Mexico |
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, I’m just a lonely |
Ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home He smiled and said |
'senor you’re not in Texas anymore' Send my love to my |
Home but send my mail to a Tijuana Jail |
Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell it’s my home, at least for |
Now, it seems like forever Sleeping on the floor with the |
Rats, crawling up my ass, I’m gonna kill that officer |
Sorry Mr. Officer but I’m gonna get revenge, on this side of |
The border 20 pesos get you dead |
He smiled and said 'senor I think I’ll drink to your threats' |
Send my love to my home, but sent my mail to a Tijuana Jail |
In my destitution suicides a solution, but I’m a gambler, and |
I’m not cashed in The sun is going down and my problems |
Will be solved by dawn, but not by justice I smelled liquor on |
His breath, I knew this is my last chance, I begged give a |
Dying man his last drink He handed me a glass with just the |
Worm and he laughed I pulled a switch- blade from my boot |
And shoved it in his throat |
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, I’m a lonely ol' |
Texas boy and I wanna get on home |
He smiled and said 'senor you’re not in Texas anymore' |
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail |