Going to Bolivia
The Mountain Goats Lyrics


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I cut myself a two-foot switch from some tropical hardwood nearby
And the sounds of a carnival drifted miraculously through the air from a thousand miles away
The monkeys jumped from tree to tree, it sent a deathly chill through me
In Bolivia

Wildcats I had never seen claimed places in my room
Animal noises rang through the thick brush like voices from the tomb
I saw the freshly polished chrome gleaming in the midday sun
And I knew that you were coming home to Bolivia





Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Mountain Goats’ song Going to Bolivia are deeply evocative of the experience of being in a new, unfamiliar environment. The singer has cut themselves a switch from tropical hardwood, indicating their need to protect themselves in a place that is potentially dangerous. The sounds of a carnival are drifting towards them from a distance, perhaps symbolising the idea of the singer being on the outside of society, observing something they don’t fully understand. The monkeys jumping between trees is described as sending a “deathly chill” through the singer, suggesting that they are anxious and fearful.


The second verse continues this theme of fear and unfamiliarity, with wildcats claiming spaces in the singer’s room and animal noises ringing out like voices from the tomb. The environment is described as being thick with brush, indicating the density and complexity of the singer’s surroundings. The image of freshly polished chrome gleaming in the sun is particularly interesting, as it suggests that there is something in the singer’s environment that is shiny and well-maintained amidst the chaos.


Overall, Going to Bolivia is a powerful and haunting piece that evokes a sense of discomfort, fear, and wonder at the unknown. The singer is clearly out of their element, struggling to come to terms with a new landscape that is both beautiful and terrifying.


Line by Line Meaning

I cut myself a two-foot switch from some tropical hardwood nearby
I found a sturdy stick to take with me on my journey to Bolivia.


And the sounds of a carnival drifted miraculously through the air from a thousand miles away
I heard the distant sounds of a festival and was amazed that it could travel so far.


The monkeys jumped from tree to tree, it sent a deathly chill through me
The sight of monkeys leaping from tree to tree gave me a feeling of fear and unease.


In Bolivia
All of these experiences occurred while I was in Bolivia.


Wildcats I had never seen claimed places in my room
I encountered unfamiliar wildlife, including wildcats, that had made their way into my living space.


Animal noises rang through the thick brush like voices from the tomb
The sounds of various animals in the dense foliage created an eerie atmosphere that reminded me of death and the afterlife.


I saw the freshly polished chrome gleaming in the midday sun
I spotted something shiny and clean, which stood out in the bright sunlight.


And I knew that you were coming home to Bolivia
The gleaming chrome reminded me of someone who was returning to Bolivia soon, possibly someone I cared about deeply.




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