Cybernetic Mariachi

[Intro]
Yeah!
This is dedicated...
To all the homies in their struggle
¡Mi gente!
Here we go...
Mexico!

[Verse 1]
I'm walkin' Michoacán hot, dizzy and tired
A beat-up old lonely mercenary for hire
But today runnin' and gunnin' just isn't the way
Hard to make a good living when crime doesn't pay
Sold my last two guns for six measly pesos
Hit up the local bar so I can get me some refrescos
"¡Cerveza por favor!", I say to the tender
Hand 'em all the money that I had when I entered
I take a drink and lament about bein' poor
When I noticed a sign right beside the door
"Necesitamos más musicas aquí."
The bar needs a musician, as I can plainly see
Usually I kill muchachos for a fee
But today I'm fatty hurtin' for that cash money
I can't play the guitar, but I can play the synth keys
I think it's time for Cybernetic Mariachi!

[Chorus]
HEY-EY! HEY-EY! HEY-EY!
Cybernetic Mariachi

HEY-EY! HEY-EY! HEY-EY!

[Verse 2]
I went to the pawn shop later that day
Sold my chainsaw and picked up LSDJ
I also grabbed the GameBoy that I stole from some guy
And the twin Famicom that I had since I was five
I kick the bar door open; it goes silent
A couple gringos look like they're about to get violent
The tender says, "¿Qué quieres hombre?"
I look him straight in the eye, "¡Tocar música...!" I'm your guy
And then I play... And then I play...
I played those Aztec square and pulse waves
From my heritage I let it loose
And hit the d-pad to turn up the juice
I see a bonita shake her caboose
I turn it up so high I blow a fuse
Just then a dark figured man appears from the back
Points a pistola right at my nutsack
Just when my heart really begins to throb
He tells me that I got the job
Cybernetic Mariachi!

[Outro}
HEY-EY! HEY-EY! HEY-EY!
Cybernetic Mariachi

HEY-EY! HEY-EY! HEY-EY!
Cybernetic Mariachi