Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers - Méxicosis lyrics

Should I be more industrious, civilized, illustrious? Should I not have freed our old and tired horse from the cart? And these are gonna be a problem honey, If I don't believe that time is money And I've got procrastination down to a fine, fine art? Well, the preacher, the teacher the doctor…they don't know The police man, boss man, they all lost, man…they don't know Hear your heart say so You got to go and lay low Walk, fly drive or stowaway Just go, go go… Ain't no way to disobey so Go overpay in pesos Steal one too many besos, baby Go, go, go! Lucky diagnosis You've got to stop and smell the roses Honey, you got you a chronic case of Méxicosis Well I mean no disrespect and I don't mean to lead the rabble on When I'm laughing out loud as I listen to Babylon babble on… My prognosis is my attitude shows symptoms which may include Acute levity, Frequent drowsiness, And a chronic cheery mood Well, the preacher, the teacher the doctor…they don't know The police man, boss man, they all lost, man…they don't know Hear your heart say so You got to go and lay low Walk, fly drive or stowaway Just go, go go… Ain't no way to disobey so Go overpay in pesos Steal one too many besos, baby Go, go, go! Lucky diagnosis You've got to stop and smell the roses Honey, you got you a chronic case of Méxicosis Well I don't hurry, I don't hurry, while the modern world's all a flurry I'm slowin'down It's un-insurable, incurable, but delightfully endurable I've found The only remedy Is to be Perpetually Southbound! Hey! Well, the teacher, the preacher, the doctor…they don't know The police man, boss man, they all lost, man…they don't know Hear your heart say so You got to go and lay low Walk, fly drive or stowaway Just go, go go… Ain't no way to disobey so Go overpay in pesos Steal one too many besos, baby Go, go, go! Lucky diagnosis You've got to stop and smell the roses Honey, you got you a chronic case of Méxicosis Méxicosis Méxicosis