Holes to Heaven-Jack Johnson

[00:20.93]And the heat was more than hungry [00:25.68]And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes [00:29.80]The bulls were running wild [00:35.74]Because they're big and mean and sacred [00:38.68]And the children were playing cricket with no shoes [00:43.49]The next morning we woke up, man, with a seven hour drive [00:51.87]Well there we were stuck in port Blaire [00:54.68]Where boats break and children stare [00:57.05]And there were so many fewer questions [00:59.61]When stars were still just the holes to heaven [01:04.18]Mmhmm [01:07.36]And there were so many fewer questions [01:09.93]When stars were still just the holes to heaven [01:13.11]Mmhmm [01:28.30]Disembarking from the port [01:30.43]With no mistakes of any sort [01:33.18]Moving soundly engine running smooth [01:40.99]Officials were quite friendly [01:42.55]Once we drowned them with our sweet talk [01:45.93]And we bribed them with our cigarettes and booze [01:53.92]The next morning we woke up, man, with the sunrise to the right [01:59.05]Moving back north to port Blaire [02:01.42]Where boats break and children stare [02:04.24]And there were so many fewer questions [02:06.74]When stars were still just the holes to heaven [02:10.74]Mmhmm [02:13.92]Yes and there were so many fewer questions [02:16.92]When stars were still just the holes to heaven [02:20.23]Mmhmm