Mexican Laundry Video (MV)

In a Mexican laundry
Quite far south of the Land of the Free
Take a sniff of my freshly washed clothes
Look up and see the sky's about to close
So I stay to wait out the rain
As she tries to speak to me in vain
And a man selling earrings steps in
With a few tufts of hair on his chin
In a Mexican laundry
Comes a beautiful family of three
Reunited again after years
Now rain and voices fill my ears
And next thing I know a Spanish waitress stops by
And decides to wait on me until it's dry
When we're joined by a man and his two sons
Who points to his van and says "we've gotta run"
But next comes a man whose face I somehow know
And two chicas from Sinalo
When I realize the man is El Chapo
The most wanted in all Mexico
And so I'm thinking it's all getting quite absurd
And the taxi man's ready to leave at my word
But two men come together, and I see that they're gay
And they're just so interesting, I'm convinced to stay
In a Mexican laundry
Everyone's staring at me
And I'm asking them all who knows
How the end of this strange story goes
And I'm starting to feel the drain
Of being out in the sun and the rain
And so I slip off to sleep despite the din
And when I come to, 30 more people'd come in
In a Mexican laundry
There's now a big family and a birthday party
But they just adopt me and tell me to have fun
And I really don't know when the rain will be done
So I look out the window and see a guy named Nico
Who's looking for some kids playing hide seek and go
But suddenly I get sucked back in to the crowded little room
And then we all get swept out as if by a giant Mexican broom
And they're picking me up and saying "time to go"
As they point in the direction of the giant volcano
And they carry me onward, singing low
More and more join the parade, it's quite a show
At the head of the line they're carrying me
I'm an idol to them, it's easy to see
Well, I have no doubts, I have no fears
I can barely see through the rain of my tears
But I can see a girl now being brought up from behind
And it seemed as if our lives were intertwined
Well, she's from that big family I met earlier
And they push her up to me on my big fancy carrier
Now they're setting off fireworks and showering us with gifts
And I think maybe it's all because I'm working for the DIF
But I'll just let it happen, I'll just see how it goes
I can barely even think now for all the scents in my nose
Someone hands me a pink guitar and I start to play
And I realize the rain is all done for the day
So I close my eyes and picture where I'd like to be
And open them again in a Mexican laundry...
Just you and me...