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Gilby Clarke - Tijuana Jail (99 Live)
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Rok vzniku: 1999
Poznámka: 99 Live

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Tijuana Jail


Alright amigos!
It`s time to take a trip to Tijuana, Mexico
Alright?
Go!

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!

Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion,
For this evening of oblivion
You see everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me lonely
Without 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 but destination is unknown,
I followed the road down to Mexico

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 "Señor, you're not in Texas anymore"
I send my love to my home but send my mail, where? Tijuana!

Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell, it's my home,
At least for now, seems like forever
Sleeping on the floor with the rats, crawling up my ass,
I'm gonna kill that officer, yeah

Sorry Mr. officer, and I'm gonna get revenge,
On this side of the border 20 pesos will get you dead
He smiled and said "Señor, I think I'll drink to your threats"
I send my love to my home, but send my mail, where? Tijuana!

Where?

Come on guys!

Alright!

I hope you all the winos will jam little bit

Do you think so?

You guys have a load, Eric Singer on the drum set, right?

Alright you guys have been great tonight,
Let`s give yourselves a hand, alright? C`mon!

Now let me finish my story...

See in my destitution, suicide`s a solution,
And I'm a gambler, and I'm not cashed in
You see the sun is going down,
And my problems will be solved by dawn,
But not by justice
I smelled liquor on his breath, and I knew this was my last chance,
I begged give a dying man his last drink
He handed me the glass with just the worm and then he laughed
I pulled a switchblade from my boot, and I 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 "Señor, you're not in Texas anymore"
I send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail!

C` mon!

Muchas gracias!

(Muchas gracias!)

 
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