Leaving Ciudad Juarez
we still had the longest night
Maybe they were not enough
early morning songs
All the narcocorridos
of truffle tigers
and the exterminating group
that follows and that does not surrender
in the face of Fox's threats
And still singing
the one of ... already palmed
we arrived at the airport
humming
Back from the city of low passions
Serve tequila, lemons and a handful of salt
Let the hearts be those that lead us
If you need a morrida, do not talk anymore
The sergeant of customs
which says that this one does not pass from here
No sir!
Show the whole band
Your ID
Loaded with marijuana
singing the illegal Chinese
they entered the plane
in an oversight
of security
Back from the city of low passions
Serve tequila, lemons and a handful of salt
Let the hearts be those that lead us
If you need a morrida, do not talk anymore
Only among all we can make this a better place :)