Mexican Radio — текст песни (Stan Ridgway)

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

And the touch of a world that is older

I turn the switch and check the number

I leave it on when in bed I slumber

I hear the rhythms of the music

I buy the product, and never use it

I hear the talking of the deejay

Cant understandccjust what does he say?



Chorus:

Im on a mexican radio

Im on a mexican, woah-ho, radio







I dial it in and tune the station

They talk about the u.s. inflation

I understand just a little

No comprend, its a riddle





Chorus repeat x2





I wish I was in tijuana

Eating barbecued iguana

Id take requests on the telephone

Im on a wavelength far from home

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder

I dial it in from south of the border

I hear the talking of the deejay

Cant understandccjust what does he say?





Chorus repeat x4





Radio... radio...

Radio... radio.

Radio... radio...

Radio... radio.





Chorus repeat x4





Radio... radio...

Radio... radio.

(what does he say!)

Radio... radio. repeat until fade