Bongo
Justin Siegel, Jacob Keplinger
On my way through Mexico
I just need a place to go, Bongo
And on my way through Mexico
I just need to find a boat, oh no
But you can’t get to sleep with knocking at your door
And you won't care at all if you can't hear it anymore
On my way through Tampa Bay
Looking for a place to stay, hey hey
Okay
And on my way through Santa Fe
Change my name and find a hideaway
Okay
But you can’t get to sleep with sirens in your head
And you won't care at all if you are sleeping in your bed
On my way through the Caribbean
I'm just lookin' for a little sun, I'm done
Laying low in the Caribbean
Nobody knows the things that I have done, I won
But there’s a rat in town and you can’t find a name
And you won't care at all cuz they're already on their way
