From the the shanty towns of Rio
to the fuengirola sun
ain't much that I ain't seen or done
I tell you boy for nothing
of where I'd rather be
in a place called home
watching my tv
yeah I've done the travelling
seen the world in its raw
never could have imagined
some of the sights that I saw
I chased the highlife
now I'm hunted and on the run
but I'm tired of running
for things I shouldn't have done
to late to turn back the clock
avoid a life on the run
hiding in the shanty's
and the fuengirola sun
I've jumped off mountains
surfed the caribbean sea
but the place that keeps calling
is the place that's home to me
I tell you boy for nothing
of where I'd rather be
in a place called home
watching my tv
