"Mexico" lyrics

"Mexico"

God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.

Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus.
Gotta get me a red caboose.

Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah.
Mexico in a low Impala.

Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.
Eco suda pinchay a nada.

We love him.
We love him.
We love him.

Zeus, Allah, Buddha, God.
Eco suda la ching ga.

God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha.
Bob Dylan on a motor scooter.

We love him.
We love him.


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