This song is mostly based off of the acoustic version, and only includes the main guitar.

Riff:
 | -3-3-3-3---(3)-(3)-(3)(3)- | 
 | -3-3-3-3---(3)-(3)-(3)(3)- | 
 | -0-0-0-0---(0)-(0)-(0)(0)- | 
 | -0-0-0-0---(0)-(0)-(0)(0)- | 
 | -2-2-2-2---(2)-(2)-(2)(2)- | 
 | -3-3-0-3---(3)-(3)-(3)(3)- | 
G = play and repeat riff. The rhythm is a 1 + 2 +, with an optional + 4 +a on G. Listen 
to the song to get it right. In the 1st verse, the 3rd time the last strum of the riff 
is Cadd9.
C5 :    x32033
G5 :        x20033
C5 : x20010

          G5
There are men lost in jail
Crowded fifty to a room
There's too many rats in this cage of the world
        C5            G5
And the women know their place
         A5
They sit home and write letters
              G5                                                      C5
And when they visit once a year, well, they both just sit there and stare

C5

           A5              C5        C5
See how we are, gotta keep bars in between us
See how we are, we only sing about it once in every twenty years
                   C5   C5 A5    G5
See how we are, oh see how we are

Now there are seven kinds of Coke
Five hundred kinds of cigarettes
This freedom of choice in the USA drives everybody crazy
But in Acapulco
Well, they don't give a damn
About kids selling Chiclets with no shoes on their feet

See how we are, hey man, what's in it for me?
See how we are, we only sing about it once in every twenty years
See how we are, oh see how we are

Now that highway is coming through
So you all gotta move
This bottom rung ain't no fun at all
'Cause no fires and rock houses
And grape-flavored rat poison
Are the new trinity for this so-called community

See how we are, gotta keep bars on all of our windows
See how we are, we only sing about it once in every twenty years
See how we are, oh see how we are

            C5          C5             A5
Well, this morning the alarm rang at noon
And I'm trying to write this letter to you
About how much I care and why I just can't be there
     C5            C5 A5              D5
To draw your bath and comb and comb your hair

Last night in a nightspot
Where things aren't so hot
My friend said, "I met a boy and I'm in love"
I said, "Oh really, what's this one's name?"
She said, "His first name is Homeboy"
I said, "Could his last name be Trouble?"

See how we are, ah Homeboy, isn't that a Mexican name? (in some versions: I don't trust 
you as far as I could throw you)
See how we are, we only sing about it once in every twenty years
See how we are, oh see how we are
Yeah, see how we are, oh see how we are

Tabbed by Sasha Pyotrovich