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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 killer or be killed; 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, drugs and money under the Mexican sky
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you 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 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, drugs and money under the Mexican sky
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
Guns, drugs and money under the Mexican sky
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you're gonna die if you choose lead
Guns, drugs and money
Guns, drugs and money
Guns, drugs and money
Chasing shots of tequila, just about high noon
Outside Nuevo Laredo, deep in no man's land
Become a killer or be killed; face down in the Rio Grande
All love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
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
All love and mercy ever learned, he'll soon forget what he had
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you die if you choose lead
Guns, drugs and money; pick your poison or you die
Guns, drugs and money; a pistol pressed to his head
Choose silver and you're rich; you're gonna die if you choose lead
Guns, drugs and money
Guns, drugs and money
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This song is about a member of a Mexican drug cartel, and how good men will do bad things in times of need.
I don't like when people criticize Dave Mustaine's writing. I'm not trying to put him up against the great poets or authors, but the lyrics do manage to talk about an unfortunate situation and tell the story of man who doesn't compromise his values and dies for it. Plata o plomo means silver or lead and is the choice to take a bribe or be killed.