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 7 hour drive
well there we were stuck in Port Blair
where boats break and children stare
(chorus)
there were so many fewer questions
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
mhmm (x2)
disembarking from the port
with no mistakes of any sort
moving southly engine running smooth
officials were quite friendly
once we drowned them with our sweet talk
and we bribe them with our cigarettes and booze
the next morning we woke up man, with the sunrise to the right
moving back north to Port Blair
where boats break and children stare
(chorus)
