Juarez, Mexico

I called up some friends one evening
I thought that we would paint the town
We ended up south of the border
Knockin' the tequila down
There wasn't much that I remember
But somebody started a fight
La Policia came and took us in
In the back of their black and white

This is a message from south of the border
Things here haven't been well
I'm ready to pack up and leave now
It's been a living hell
So send somebody to save me
This place is damp, dark, and cold
You can say I'm into some trouble
Postmarked, Juarez, Mexico

This institution is making me crazy
I'd love to make a getaway
It seems I've been locked up forever
I long to see the light of day
I should blame it all on the tequila
Or some of my best friends
But I don't wanna blame nobody
I just want this nightmare to end

This is a message from south of the border
Things here haven't been well
I'm ready to pack up and leave now
It's been a living hell
So send somebody to save me
This place is damp, dark, and cold
You can say I'm into some trouble
Postmarked, Juarez, Mexico
Postmarked, Juarez, Mexico



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Guenther
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