Testo The Road To Mexico

Crazy days in New York on Avenue A Somewhere through the streetlights you can hear the music play Everybody's swingin' to a change of pace Candy Corona down here in the market place Gang men along the bridge twisted from the start Say, "Hold on, you're way of course; This time you've gone too far; Just remember what you started- Ain't it time for you to blow back to workin' for the dollar On the Road to Mexico Way down on Paradise Street, a wing and prayer It was hard movin' up-harder comin' down there Roads in all directions, division by degrees That's how the deals go down here on Paradise Street There are some amongst us-they know just who they are All gold along the path-you couldn't ask for more But the deaf and the blind and the speechless You got to learn to rock and roll If you're lookin' for a better deal on the Road . . . In the shadows in the boulevards the odds were 20 to 1 Rockin' Ron' could keep the whole thing rollin' along Move it to the left through the bleeding, drivin' rain If the crew don't make it through nothin' ever be the same One thing worth talkin' about, swear it won't take long Some days you got to move without a look at the water beyond Along the windin' road that's how the story goes Take it or leave it on the road . . . Reachin' for the borderline with heart so strong Cold sweat and a desire to belong Mixed up in a hurricane like you never seen before Wasn't much to talk about-everybody hit the floor Sweet angel of mercy, won't you shine your light Just around the mountainside-El Paso shinin' bright If'n you be yearnin' for to ramble and to roam Remember how it all goes down on the Road to Mexico.