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Oh, right now times are hard Stacks of bills and broken cars And everyone seems to have lost their heads They say that bad things come in threes But they're piling over you and me Come on now, it's time to leave 'Cause everyone's running wild, going for their guns I don't know how we got here or where we should go We could run far away and live under the sun In Mexico, Mexico It's hard to see the other side But that don't keep me awake at night I try to keep an open mind now, ay I've seen enough and I'm heading out I've had my share of this town Come on now, it's time to leave 'Cause everyone's running wild, going for their guns I don't know how we got here or where we should go We could run far away and live under the sun In Mexico, Mexico, whoa-oh, whoa, whoa Everyone, running wild, going for their guns I don't know how we got here or where we should go Letras de cancionesWe could run far away and live under the sun In Mexico, Mexico And everyone's running wild, going for their guns And I don't know how we got here or where we should go We could run far away and live under the sun In Mexico, Mexico, whoa-oh-oh, whoa From Letras Mania