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 they're big and mean and sacred and the children playing cricket with no shoes
The next morning we woke up man To a seven-hour drive Well there we were in South Batong Where Women are men and men go wrong
And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm Man and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm
Officials were quite friendly once we bribed them w/ our sweet talk and we drown them with our cigerettes and booze
Disembarking from the port with no mistakes of any so Moving southly engine running smooth
The next morning we woke up man with the sunrise to right well moving back north to port blair where boats break and children stare
And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm
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