Dave Mustaine - Guns, Drugs & Money lyrics

[Verse 1] Drinking cold cerveza in a boiling hot saloon Chasing shots of tequila, just about high noon Outside Nuevo Laredo, deep in no man's land Become a k**er or be k**ed, face down in the Rio Grande [Pre-Chorus] Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad All love and mercy ever learned He'll soon forget what he had [Chorus] Guns, d**, and money under the Mexican sky Guns, d**, and money, pick your poison or you die Guns, d**, and money, a pistol pressed to his head Choose silver and you're rich, you die if you choose lead [Verse 2] He had a suitcase full of money, plenty of ammo for his gun The sweat rolls 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 [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Chorus] Guns, d** and money Under the Mexican sky Guns, d** and money Pick your poison or you die Guns, d** and money A pistol pressed to his head Choose silver and you're rich You're gonna die if you choose lead Guns, d** and money Guns, d** and money Guns, d** and money Guns, d** and money