Текст песни The Whole Enchilada - TurtleFrogMan
My camera was rolling
Recording the trade
Of powder for pesos
The Mexicans made
It was strapped to my side
And securely concealed
From ten sets of eyeballs
In a cocoa bean field
See, I suckered them into
Accepting my front
As a two bit reporter
On a fact finding hunt
When they asked what was strapped to my side, I said "Nada"
For fear of receiving the whole enchilada
My hands and my feet
Had been fastened together
I was sweating profusely
Because of the weather
I got none of the food
Or the water I needed
My colon had packed up
It's shit and retreated
They were holding me hostage
Until they were sure
That my motives for having
A camera were pure
Which they weren't meaning I would be Carne Asada
I unwittingly purchased the whole enchilada
He mumbles in Spanish
He points and he chuckles
He lunges and contacts
My face with his knuckles
And I attempted to bargain
With a muchacho's grammar
"Free me and no one
Will rot in the slammer"
But he ignored my proposal
Like I'd made it in fun
And he banged my cabeza
With the butt of his gun
A Grand Canyon snooze or a sundown sonata
Yours when you purchase the whole enchilada
I dreamt I was skiing
On a blanket of snow
I was nervous and armed to the teeth
A dead human being
Popped up from below
And said "there's room for one more underneath"
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