The barrio starts two streets over

Miguel, he's a friend of mine

With brick weed, built a reputation

Like dry ice in the summertime Now all you need's an electric razor

A magic bullet in a grassy knoll

The whole world's just a little oyster

To Snow White and the poison apple leaves I woke up in the age of wires

I fell asleep at the dusk of man

Now I'm cold as Popocatepetl

Fingers crossed in the promised land But you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

All sold out in heaven The barrio starts two streets over

Montse, she's a friend of mine

Keeps a piece like a whistle blower

Flying kites in the wintertime Magic carpet is the transportation

Went to the moon in a soda can

Not all my boys believe in science

Stretching truth in the promised land But you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

It's sold out in heaven Chorus again? Or another one?

Another one, okay El Popocatepetl est dormido

Pero pronto despertar You know by now

You know by now

You know by now That you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

Yes, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

It's sold out in heaven No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

No, you won't be getting in

(You know by now)

To heaven To heaven

(You know by now)

To heaven

(You know by now)

(You know by now)

To heaven