Minutemen
I Felt Like A Gringo
a ton of white boy guilt, that's my problem - obstacle to joy (one reason for drugs) slept on a mexican beach, slept in trash (american trash) thinking too much can ruin a good time. I asked a mexican who ran a bar for americans "who won" I said "the election?" he laughed and I felt like a gringo - we paid for a song and they had fun with us. why can't you buy a good time? why are there soldiers in the streets? why did I spend the fourth
in someone else's country?
From Letras Mania