Pagoda: Botus - Tekst piosenki

Tony got shot at the Mexican borderLeaving his past far behind his legHe could run fastBut he knew they would catch himTheyre gonna find me out some day, some dayBut Tony tried, and he denied, but he reliedOn the wrong personAnd he made his own wayBut now he lay at Mexicos endLittle boy Botus selling fruit and tac'sAmerican tourists are so strange, so strangeIm saving up money for my mother and my hunnyGonna buy a big house some day, some dayBut Botus he was only eightAnd he only ate if he had a good dayAnd he saw Tony bleedOn two pounds of weed and some peyoteBut little boy Botus he was young but no dummyFilling, his tummy, was all he ever knewHe grabbed Tonys stash, filled his pockets with his cashHe ran like the devil, Hell, I would tooBut Botus see he didnt knowThat once you go, man, you never come backAnd he ran from the man, with dirt, and sand,And that devil running down his back