Celtic Frost is all out of bubblegum…
Artist: Celtic Frost
Album: Into The Pandemonium
Year: 1999
Lyrics:
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
Can’t understand just what does he say
Chorus
I’m on a mexican radio
I’m on a mexican – whao – radio
I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about u.s. inflation
I understand just a little
No comprende it’s a riddle
Chorus – 4 times
I wish I was in tijuana
Eating barbequed iguana
I’d take requests on the telephone
I’m on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I did it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the deejay
Can’t understand just what does he say
What does he say?
Mandatory Metal 