The Mexico City Blues

Beggar man on subway steps
As his leg rots away
I give him 5 pesos
But he won't live to spend it anyways
He's got the Mexico City blues
We've got the Mexico City blues
His pain is the citys' reflection
Called The Mexico City Blues

A mime comforts street traffic
And I swear I can hear him cry
But if a car ran him over
He wouldn't even sigh
He's got the Mexico City blues
We've got the Mexico City blues
No one here has a voice
To sing The Mexico City Blues

When you goin' cross town, best keep your eyes down,
You're in-access-able!
Don't let those people know, that you see them on their own,
They're re-proach-able!

Sin streaks down this town, like a bride's bloody gown,
-- How will we cleanse it?!
Rain may fall here like tears, may drench them for years,
But it leaves them even filthier!

Every cure is just a ruse,
For those Mexico City Blues.

Hands cracked and bloody
Pockets full of pain
The dogs have no friends
The children have no names
They've got the Mexico City Blues
We've got the Mexico City Blues
Forgotten People never forgot
'Bout The Mexico City Blues

The people live for manana
Because there's no hope left for today
But tomorrow never comes
Everyday remains the same
They've got the Mexico City Blues
I've got the Mexico City Blues
Maybe tomorrow'll be better
For our Mexico City Blues

You could lend out your hand, you could help a brother stand,
But then you'd get dirty?!
You'd rather just ignore, those helpless and those poor,
cuz you think you've got dignity?!

The City of Hope, for millions is a joke
Hope ain't on the way!
But just go bout your day, there's no reason to stray,
It ain't your problem!

There's just no way to lose,
Those Mexico City Blues.

There just ain't no way to looooose,
Those Mexico City Blues.

(adios)