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  • 作词 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN PATRICK
    作曲 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN PATRICK
    In Mexico
    I went for a walk to inhale
    the tranquil, cool, lover's air
    but I could taste a trace
    of American chemical waste
    And the small voice said
    "What can we do?"
    In Mexico
    I went for a walk to inhale
    the tranquil, cool, lover's air
    but I could sense the hate
    from the Lone Star state
    And a small voice said
    "What can we do?"
    It seems if you're rich and you're white
    you'll be alright
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    If you're rich and you're white
    you'll be alright
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    In Mexico
    I lay on the grass
    and I cried my heart out
    for want of my love
    Oh, for want of my love
    Oh, for want of my love
    It seems if you're rich and you're white
    you think you're so right
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    If you're rich and you're white
    then you'll be OK
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    In Mexico
    I lay on the grass
    and I cried my heart out
    for want of my love
    For want of my love
    For want of my love
    For want of my love
  • 作词 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN PATRICK
    作曲 : MORRISSEY, STEVEN PATRICK
    In Mexico
    I went for a walk to inhale
    the tranquil, cool, lover's air
    but I could taste a trace
    of American chemical waste
    And the small voice said
    "What can we do?"
    In Mexico
    I went for a walk to inhale
    the tranquil, cool, lover's air
    but I could sense the hate
    from the Lone Star state
    And a small voice said
    "What can we do?"
    It seems if you're rich and you're white
    you'll be alright
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    If you're rich and you're white
    you'll be alright
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    In Mexico
    I lay on the grass
    and I cried my heart out
    for want of my love
    Oh, for want of my love
    Oh, for want of my love
    It seems if you're rich and you're white
    you think you're so right
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    If you're rich and you're white
    then you'll be OK
    I just don't see why
    this should be so
    In Mexico
    I lay on the grass
    and I cried my heart out
    for want of my love
    For want of my love
    For want of my love
    For want of my love