Lyrics:

Don't you know i need a place to stay Only fifteen bucks a day I didn't want to end up here But now i guess i need to stay River red, runs like lead And the smell of kerosene in my head Stuck in here in this shithole Reading foreign magazines instead 'but senor, i only have ten dollars, Can't you give me a room for the night?' We argue about currency and then He says i can stay for the night In this panama city motel I am out on the freeway again A woman approaches in barcelona Walking down the diagonalia Spaghetti concrete overpasses I keep grasping for something familiar