Megadeth - Guns, Drugs & Money lyrics

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 Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad All love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had 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 gonna die if you choose lead 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 hard he tries He hears "Plata O Plomo, Gringo?" the last words before he dies Poverty will turn the life of any good man bad All love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had 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 gonna die if you choose lead Guns, d**, and money x4