Holes to heavenJack Johnson |
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| The air was more than human And the heat was more than hungry And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes The bulls were running wild Because their big and mean and sacred And the children were playing cricket with no shoes The next morning we woke a man with a seven hour drive Well there we were stuck in port Blaire Where boats break and children stare And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven Mmhmm And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven Mmhmm Disembarking from the port With no mistakes of any sort Moving soundly engine running smooth Officials work while friendly Once we drown them with our sweet talk And we bribe them with our cigarettes and booze The next morning we woke a man with the sunrise to the right Moving back north to port Blaire Where boats break and children stare And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven Mmhmm Yes and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven Mmhmm Visitas: 193 |
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