Walking so silently
on this Rio de Janeiro beach

You told me last year
we gotta come here
before youu0027re all skin and bone

Father son time
cachaca and lime
fado and bossa nova

I just want to
be home in my room alone

Drinking caipirinhas
lose the jetlag in our buzz

Still I canu0027t beat
all my ennui
distant from everything

Like you told me
about your ladies
the ones who got away
and I had nothing to say

I suck it up
squeeze in the backseat
the smallest tour van
smelly Pole
giant Swede

And I still you smiling
youu0027re talking at your sad kid
you know that he's taking a piece
of you in the flow
pulled in the undertow

Dinner theater in buenos aires
whou0027s idea was this anyway

They seat us next to
a mom and her brood
whou0027s certainly high school age

Doesn't stop you
from tapping my shoe
you're telling me to engage

And I'm so embarrassed
I've run through like six Quilmes

On the bus back to our hotel
you admit you haven't felt well
you say it's your time to be
the man of the family
they're all expecting to lead
man this is heavy
I'm only 20
I go and puke on an empty seat

Iguazu falls
now I feel free
shrouded in mist
neon bugs
giant trees

And I still you smiling
youu0027re talking at your sad kid
you know that he's taking a piece
of you in the flow
pulled in the undertow

Pulled in the undertow
pulled down
to the ground
in the undertow