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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 boars 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 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
    The officials were quite friendly
    Once we bribed them with our sweet talk
    And we 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 Blair
    Where boats break and children stare
    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
  • The air was more than human
    And the heat was more than hungry
    And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
    The boars 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 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
    The officials were quite friendly
    Once we bribed them with our sweet talk
    And we 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 Blair
    Where boats break and children stare
    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