Guns, Drugs & Money Lyrics

Drinking gold cerveza in a boiling hot saloon chasing shot of tequila, just about high noon outside Nuevo Laredo, deep in no man's land become a killer or be killed; face down in the Rio Grande
Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad all love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had
Guns, drugs, and money under the Mexican sky Guns, drugs, and money; pick your poison or you die Guns, drugs, and money; a pistol pressed to his head choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
He had a suitcase full of money, plenty of ammo for his gun The sweat roll down his dirty face, his plans have all come Undone It's just a matter of time, no matter how he tries He hears "plata o plomo, gringo" the last words before he dies [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/guns-drugs-money-lyrics-megadeth.html ]
Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad all love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had
Guns, drugs, and money under the Mexican sky Guns, drugs, and money; pick your poison or you die Guns, drugs, and money; a pistol pressed to his head choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
Guns, drugs, and money under the Mexican sky Guns, drugs, and money; pick your poison or you die Guns, drugs, and money; a pistol pressed to his head choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
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