Strange Day In Mexico Testo

Last we left our hero he was standing all alone at an ATM machineThey were both very out of order
Quite predictably that picture that he'd painted of the morning
It had begun to crack and peel, a photo finish of surreal
Is it true that we are nothing more than boxes sitting in the basement,
and the more that we keep looking, the harder we are to find?
The record keeps on spinning while the volume's way down
The needle takes its time falling in and out of line,
Well it's been a Strange day in Mexico.
Are we that dull that all the things that we used to do are never what we wanted to but ces la vie, and so it all goes until we think something is missing again
Our hero looks out of the bubble and he pours himself another and the wonder starts to fade away from the outside looking in, from the outside look in
We have a tendency to hide behind obscurity, but everyone's so beautiful
Why do we hide at all?
When you get to where you need to be won't you drop me a line
If the music's out of tune, at least I hope you like the view
Everybody, everybody, celebrate the good times
Champagne for everyone, but I'm not buying.