• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Mexico City - Insane Clown Posse
• Mexico City - ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
• Mexico City - I.C.P.
• Mexico City - Banco Del Mutuo Soccorso
• Mexico City - Jolie Holland
• Mexico City - Anah Aevia
• Mexico City - Balkan Beat Box

Que Necesitas Marijuana? Lucas? Cuetes? Banko?
Aqui Tenemos De Todo
Aqui En Mexico! (Mexican Cry)
Mexico City (City)
A Place You Can Go
And Live Your Life In The Low
Mexico City (City)
A Place Where You Can Hide
And Everything Will Be Tight
They Want Me On A Murder Rap Which Violates My Probations
Aint No Fucking Way Im Staying Here With What Im Facing
Sold My Car To A Junk Yard
And Bought A One-Way Bus Ride
Take Me Across The Border I'll Coooool Out And Hide
After 80 Wicked Hours Of Stale They Hit The Last Stop
Threw Me Out The Bus Left Me Standing There Hasta
Turned And Started Walking Tell Me What Is There To See
Everything Was All In Spanish But The Sign 'Welcome To Mexico City'
Mexico City (City)
A Place You Can Go
And Live Your Life In The Low (Ok)
Mexico City (City)
A Place Where You Can Hide
And Everything Will Be Tight (Alright)
Maybe I Can Fetch A Job, Find A Wife And Start A Family
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I Can Learn Spanish Cause Nobody Is Understanding Me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I Can Get A Place, Settle Down And Try To Blend In
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe I Can Just Relax, Be Myself And Quit Pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
You Can Say Harbor Bay Or South Monterey
Even Islands Off The Map Within Their Dead Sea Passageways
Dont Fucking Matter Man From Pakistan To Chuck E. Cheeses
From The Ramada In Granada I Do Far As The Equater Reaches
Virginia Beaches, Saskastun, Cancoon, The Blue Lagoon, From Desert Sanddunes Metropolis Is To The Boones
From Pueblo North Cakalaki Back To Waikiki
They Searchin High And Low For Me
But Im In Mexico City
Mexico City (City)
A Place You Can Go
And Live Your Life In The Low (Ok)
Mexico City (City)
A Place Where You Can Hide
And Everything Will Be Tight (Alright)

Que necesitas marijuana? lucas? cuetes? banko?
Aqui tenemos de todo
Aqui en MEXICO! (mexican cry)
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight
They want me on a murder rap which violates my probations
Aint no fucking way im staying here with what im facing
Sold my car to a junk yard
And bought a one-way bus ride
Take me across the border i'll coooool out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stale they hit the last stop
Threw me out the bus left me standing there hasta
Turned and started walking tell me what is there to see
Everything was all in spanish but the sign "Welcome to Mexico City"
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (ok)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight (alright)
Maybe i can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can learn spanish cause nobody is understanding me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can get a place, settle down and try to blend in
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can just relax, be myself and quit pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
You can say harbor bay or south monterey
Even islands off the map within their dead sea passageways
Dont fucking matter man from pakistan to chuck e. cheeses
From the ramada in granada i do far as the equater reaches
Virginia beaches, saskastun, cancoon, the blue lagoon, from desert sanddunes metropolis is
To the boones
From pueblo north cakalaki back to waikiki
They searchin high and low for me
But im in Mexico City
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (ok)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight (alright)

Que necesitas marijuana? lucas? cuetes? banko?
Aqui tenemos de todo
Aqui en MEXICO! (mexican cry)
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight
They want me on a murder rap which violates my probations
Aint no fucking way im staying here with what im facing
Sold my car to a junk yard
And bought a one-way bus ride
Take me across the border i'll coooool out and hide
After 80 wicked hours of stale they hit the last stop
Threw me out the bus left me standing there hasta
Turned and started walking tell me what is there to see
Everything was all in spanish but the sign "Welcome to Mexico City"
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (ok)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide
And everything will be tight (alright)
Maybe i can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can learn spanish cause nobody is understanding me
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can get a place, settle down and try to blend in
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
Maybe i can just relax, be myself and quit pretending
In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y
You can say harbor bay or south monterey
Even islands off the map within their dead sea passageways
Dont fucking matter man from pakistan to chuck e. cheeses
From the ramada in granada i do far as the equater reaches
Virginia beaches, saskatoon, cancun, the blue lagoon, from desert sand dunes metropolis is
To the boons
From pueblo north cakalaki back to waikiki
They searchin high and low for me
But im in Mexico City
Mexico city (city)
A place you can go
And live your life in the low (ok)
Mexico city (city)
A place where you can hide

(musica: V. Nocenzi / testo: F. Di Giacomo)
Hotel des Palmes com'? nei films e un lento zoom va su di te... tu dove sei
mi manchi tu, tu come sei la tua allegria che fa allegria,
ma il Messico da qui ? a un secolo, irragiungibile, come te
Mexico City, Mexico City saluti e baci, un amore al neon
che si accende, da Mexico City, dritta nel cuore, breve e sicura
preso da un pensiero, un pensiero vero, che arriva qui... city...
e il cuore va puntando al sud a un sole che non smette mai
e senorita va, bailando va irragiungibile, come sei
Mexico City, Mexico City saluti e baci, un amore al neon
che si accende, da... da Mexico City, dritta nel cuore, breve e sicura
preso da un pensiero, un pensiero vero, che arriva qui
Mexico City, Mexico City saluti e baci, questo amore al neon
che si accende, da Mexico City, dritta nel cuore, saluti e baci
cartolina al neon che si spegne da Mexico City.

Jack and Edie lying across my bed
Flying high like the spirits of the dead
The living and the dead, the living and the dead
Our Lady of Sorrows and the long dark night
How many candles could I light
For the living and the dead, the living and the dead?
What's that black smoke rising Jack, is the world on fire?
What's that distant singing, is it a heavenly choir?
Of the living and the dead, the living and the dead
I think about you Jack watching the TV
And drinking booze, shame on you, shame on me
But how can we help it there was no where else to go
I sent Julie and Billy out on that long hard road
On that long hard road, on that long hard road
I'm just back from Mexico city
I came back north to Texas to rest my weary head
My true love is fresh from the battle field
Sewing up the dying and carting off the dead
My baby don't stand no fighting amongst the living or the dead
What's that black smoke rising Jack, is the world on fire?
What's that distant singing, is it a heavenly choir?
Of the living and the dead, the living and the dead
The living and the dead, the living and the dead

What a perfect web you weave.
Placed to cloud my eyes.
I wipe away awkward silences with longing words.
In the end there will be words crashing and knees bowing.
Now numb the consequences and repent.
Scream with the sound of a thousand nails being driven through your palms.
Oh Lord, behold my imperfections.
I long to see the day when I kneel before you with a servants heart.
Humilty recieves what truth preclaims.
In the end there will be words crashing and knees bowing.
In the end there will be words crashing and knees bowing.
Oh Lord, behold my imperfections.
Sustain my heart.
Grant me the heart of a servant.

Here we go go!
you better listen
the b-b-b train is riding on a rhythm
we know they're hungry so we better feed them
skip the bullshit and give some of oh!
Pick up your clapping hands and pay attention
from the middle east to the open nations
we're coming straight to your ears no complications
az yalla yalla (so c'mon c'mon) come on give me some of oh!
Give me give me some of oh!
Cama tov li be-America
(I feel so good in America)
lishtot café ve-sufgania ba-park im Erica
(having a coffee and a doughnut in the park with Erica)
ve-im maspik mivta ulay tiye po neshika
(and with a bit of accent I might get a kiss here)
adif lishmor al akhla look - psychopetica
(its better keeping the cool look - psychopetica)
Menagen la serenada behermetico
(Playing her a serenade in hermetico)
Ve-hi rotza sheani estom ta-pe ve-eleh mipo
(and she just wants me to shut up and go away from here)
ani nihnas le-dica'on amok hermetico
(I'm getting into deep depression hermetico)
rotze habaita o yoter nahon - le-Mexico
(wanna go home, or even more true - to Mexico)
Lesahek ota cmo eze mariachi
(Playing it like some kind of mariachi)
Be-halifot shkhorot shel Gucci o Versace
(in black suits by Gucci or Versace
menagen ba-rhov le-cova rek be-shanti
(playing in the street to an empty hat with shanti)
I love America, Tire le'an hazarti! (look were I returned to!)
Buya Buya!
Come along children
Have a good music, like old times...
Here we go go!