Holes To Heaven (Acoustic)
๐ต 1058 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:50 duration
๐ ID: 798311
๐ 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
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
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
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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.98] The air was more than human and
[00:12.66] The heat was more than hungry and
[00:15.58] The cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
[00:24.34] The bulls were running wild
[00:26.78] Because they're big and mean and sacred and
[00:30.32] The children were playing cricket with no shoes
[00:39.15] The next morning we woke up, man
[00:42.06] With a seven hour drive
[00:45.21] Well, there we were stuck in Port Blaire
[00:48.15] Where boats break and children stare
[00:51.05] There were so many fewer questions
[00:54.03] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[01:03.28] And there were so many fewer questions
[01:05.94] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[01:27.19] Disembarking from the port
[01:29.52] With no mistakes of any sort
[01:32.44] Moving south the engine running smooth
[01:42.48] Officials were quite friendly
[01:44.65] Once we drowned them with our sweet talk
[01:48.03] We bribed them with our cigarettes and booze
[01:57.23] The next morning we woke up, man
[02:00.88] With the sunrise to the right
[02:03.55] Moving back north to Port Blaire
[02:06.55] Where boats break and children stare
[02:10.37] There were so many fewer questions
[02:13.22] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[02:21.71] Yes and there were so many fewer questions
[02:25.01] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[02:34.74]
[00:12.66] The heat was more than hungry and
[00:15.58] The cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
[00:24.34] The bulls were running wild
[00:26.78] Because they're big and mean and sacred and
[00:30.32] The children were playing cricket with no shoes
[00:39.15] The next morning we woke up, man
[00:42.06] With a seven hour drive
[00:45.21] Well, there we were stuck in Port Blaire
[00:48.15] Where boats break and children stare
[00:51.05] There were so many fewer questions
[00:54.03] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[01:03.28] And there were so many fewer questions
[01:05.94] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[01:27.19] Disembarking from the port
[01:29.52] With no mistakes of any sort
[01:32.44] Moving south the engine running smooth
[01:42.48] Officials were quite friendly
[01:44.65] Once we drowned them with our sweet talk
[01:48.03] We bribed them with our cigarettes and booze
[01:57.23] The next morning we woke up, man
[02:00.88] With the sunrise to the right
[02:03.55] Moving back north to Port Blaire
[02:06.55] Where boats break and children stare
[02:10.37] There were so many fewer questions
[02:13.22] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[02:21.71] Yes and there were so many fewer questions
[02:25.01] When stars were still just the holes to Heaven
[02:34.74]