Holes to Heaven lyrics

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 were playing cricket with no shoes

The next morning we woke up, 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

And there were so 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 quite friendly

Once we drowned them with our sweet talk

We bribed them with our cigarettes and booze

The next morning we woke up, man

With the sunrise to the right

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

• Artist:Jack Johnson
• Album:On and On (2003)