Holes To Heaven Lyrics

The air was more than humid
And the heat was more than hungry
And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
The bulls were running wild
Because they're big and mean and sacred
And the children playing cricket with no shoes

That morning we woke up, man
To a seven-hour drive
Well, there we were in South Baratang
Where women are men and men go wrong

And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmmm
And then there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmmm

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Officials were quite friendly
Once we bribed them with our sweet talk
And drowned them with our cigarettes and booze
Disembarking from the port
With no mistakes of any sort
Moving south, the engine running smooth

The next morning we woke up, man
With the sunrise to the right
Well, 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, mmmm
And then there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmmm

Songwriter(s): Jack Hody Johnson
Copyright: Bubble Toes Publishing
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