Текст песни jefferson airplane - Mexico
jefferson airplane - Mexico слова песни
by Grace SlickOwsley and Charlie, twins of the trade,Come to the Poet`s RoomTalking about the problems of the leaf,And yes, it`ll be back soonThere used to be tons of gold and greenComin` up here from MexicoA donde esta la planta, mi amigo, del sol?[The translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."]But Mexico is under the thumbOf a man we call RichardAnd he`s come to call himself kingBut he`s a small-headed manAnd he doesn`t know a thingAbout how to deal for youHow to deal for youThere are millions of you nowI mean it`s not as if you were aloneThere are brothers everywhereJust waiting for a toke on that goldAnd God knows how far it can goBut thanks Uncle CharlieFor your Mexican smokeYou`re a legend OwsleyFor your righteous dopeThere were a half a million people on the lawnAnd we sang to the faces in the darkHow long must that damn raceWait for the jailer`s time to end?How long must the Panther raceWait for the iron bars to bend?And no no no no no nobody waits