Lyrics: This man he was a Mexican, oh yeah Adopted into Norwegian, oh yeah Turned into American, oh yeah But he felt a Mexican, oh yeah Down Mexico way
He had to learn Spanish, oh yeah He was a walking fish, oh yeah He was feeling so brackish Between Norwegian and English He decided it was time to go To find the people that he did not know
But the road to Mexico, oh yeah They sure go fast but they should go slow, oh yeah Its a dangerous roooooooaaad
By now you know that he was fucked By now you know he had no luck He was smashed head on by a giant truck Down on Mexico way
Notes: - A recording of this song exists from Trompe Le Monde-era Pixies. It was never officially released, but a clip of the recording surfaced on the internet from someone who claimed to have a copy of the Trompe Le Monde outtakes/alternate recordings.
Quotes: "I had this Norwegian dorm pal... This is a true story about his adopted brother from Mexico. Kind of a sad story, but you know, you need sad stories to have funny and ironic tales to tell." - Frank, Toronto 1993
"So none of these songs (on the first album) are, say, three years old?" "Um, no," responds Frank, but Jeane mentions 'Brackish Boy.' "Right, yeah," he recalls. "That's a couple of years old. It's like, who knows? There might be half a chord change on something that I've been playing since I was 15." - anti.matter.com article, 93
