Hot Hot Hot New Mexican Sun

Is this what you want to see
Get rid of the undesirables
Too poor to live or eat
Too poor to fucking breathe

Hospitals overfilled
With the ones who cannot deal
Life threatening
What's in a life anyway

Die now or later
Convenience in purest form

Dying in the streets
Is this what you want to see
To get rid of the ones
Who cannot afford to be

We have to pay more
To get infinitely less
Don't hold your brother's progress
Stay in your home
Locked in by stress

We have to pay more
To get infinitely less
Your health is a joke
And everyone else is laughing



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Jefferson
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