Letra de A Bed In The Desert

Well mama I'm writing a letter home Cause I know that you think what I've done was wrong But I'm here to tell ya, I've got no regrets And you know your boy he don't take no shit That's exactly why I killed that son of a bitch And I'm doing life, in this metal pit Well a man's gotta do what he's gotta do Though its consequences can be cruel With the one-way ticket to the graveyard And I'm driving the hearse And I made you a bed in the desert Well the stoty I'm about to tell And the first verse you heard didn't end so well For that loose lip, non-English speaking immigrant I said "I don't know what the hell you're saying And this bottle I'm drinking got me to thinking Every dog has his day and that dog was barking" Well a man's gotta do what he's gotta do Though its consequences can be cruel With the one-way ticket to the graveyard And I'm driving the hearse And I made you a bed in the desert I said "Adios amigo, Hope you enjoyed your last burrito, If you have any final words, Let them be heard" "No comprende se? And I made you a bed in the desert.