Holes to Heaven

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Jack Johnson - Rock, Alternative Rock

Holes to Heaven

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[Verse 1] The air was more than humid and the heat was more than hungry And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes The bulls were runnin' wild because they're big and mean and sacred And the children were playing cricket with no shoes [Pre-Chorus] The next mornin' we woke up, man, with a seven-hour drive Well there we were stuck in port Blaire where boats break and children stare [Chorus] And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmhmm And there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmhmm [Verse 2] 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 And we bribed them with our cigarettes and booze [Pre-Chorus] The next mornin' we woke up, man, with the sunrise to the right Moving back north to Port Blaire where boats break and children stare [Chorus] And here were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmhmm Yes, and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmhmm

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  • Jack Johnson