Four Barang In A Tuk-Tuk

Lyrics

[Intro] This is where a madman, uh, missionaries of relief workers, and journalists, and backpackers, and westerners come to behave badly [Chorus] [?] [Verse 1] Here's a story, four in the morning Four in a tuk-tuk that's stallin' With the rain of the old gods fallin' Spirit of anger callin', rhyming, all in, opium ballin' Streets are seeing [?] Barbecue smoke and sticky green Back of the bar, it's [?] Lost amidst the global slackers Whisky and Chang, I'm tipsy Then a [?] banger hits me Wrote of the ancients in fried spider Write with the old and the new collided Running a muck with our luck just holdin' Racin' through in a light that's golden In the jungle, bеholding to auntie's hands Twisted green, in a strange land Monkеy business flips a Hanuman Twist in the bush, barred, woosh, I'm hammerman Sense a system of tune in the background Asleep in the back of the cab when I'm comin' 'round Now we gettin' towed through the Kampong If it could've gone wrong then it has gone wrong Good, give a damn, so hand me the papers Stone reliefs touch inner spaces [Chorus] [?] [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Tryna figure out what it all means Street scenes are dreams with bordered figurines Lining a highway, dogs and hands Wide-eyed kids in a light that's heaven-sent Presently, these bastard-gens might well be spent As' Class representin' our defences We open the third eye with six senses Inventive and even-tempered Smiling brightly, Apache memories Command dreaming of mythical entities We just became reality's enemies It was meant to be, made it eventually Transported to the thirteenth century Visions of Vishna were sent to me As Kali whispers gently Nagas twistin' around the drama Dropped in a real-life Ramayana Kama avenge us before the dawn Speaking the words but don't hear at all We're lost in a critical junction Functioning only just Trust that we're dustin' down the road home Four barangs in a tuk-tuk, we call that a wide load [Chorus] [?]