Jack Johnson - Holes to Heaven Lyrics

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

The next morning we woke up man 
With the seven hour drive 
Well, there we were stuck in Port Blaire 
Where boats break and children stare 

There were so many many fewer questions 
When stars were still just the holes to heaven 
There were so many many fewer questions 
When stars were still just the holes to heaven 

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


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 

There were so many fewer questions 
When stars were still just the holes to Heaven 
Yes, and there were so many fewer questions 
When stars were still just the holes to Heaven 

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lyrics submitted by meniam
lyrics corrected by Kaji on 10-10-2005