Текст песни Holes To Heaven - Jack Johnson
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
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
Blair
Where
boats
break
and
children
stare
And
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
soundly
engine
running
smooth
Officials
were
quite
friendly
Once
we
drowned
them
with
our
sweet
talk
And
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
Blair
Where
boats
break
and
children
stare
And
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
1 Traffic In the Sky
2 Gone
3 By the Way
4 Tomorrow Morning
5 Dreams Be Dreams
6 Holes To Heaven
7 Times Like These
8 The Horizon Has Been Defeated
9 Taylor
10 Cupid
11 Rodeo Clowns
12 Cocoon
13 Mediocre Bad Guys
14 Symbol In My Driveway
15 Cookie Jar
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