Mexican Guitars

Mexican Guitars - The Menzingers

You were an old friend

The kind I could confide in

And drink with

On random neighbors' porch steps

Our glossy eyes

Painted portraits of the streets

You were an old friend

That covered up your innocence

With five tattoos

Of all the bands you loved in high school

The ones you said that I had to listen to

All the time

I did what I did to get away from this

'Cause everything that's happened

Has left me a total wreck

And everything that I do now is meaningless

So I'm off to wander around the world

For a little bit

Without one hundred channels

With nothing on the T V

And the great pessimistic unknown

So does anyone know the best way to go

Which road that I could take to get to Mexico

'Cause I'm so sick of living in this ditch

With only the memory in the back of my head

I'm on cruise control

And the radio was on

Yeah they were playing that song

That we both learned on our Mexican guitars

I'm on cruise control and the radio was on

They were playing that song

That we both learned on our Mexican guitars

On our Mexican guitars

On our Mexican guitars

On our Mexican guitars

On our Mexican guitars

You were my old friend