In response to BarbiErica1 comment about the lyrics, there are several versions of this song, and in one of them he does say "Well there we were in South Batong, Where Women are men and men go wrong", so ya...
The correct lyrics from the Album are:
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 playing cricket with no shoes
The morning we woke up man
To 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, mmm
Man and there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to
heaven, mmm
Disembarking from the port
with no mistakes of any so
Moving southly engine running smooth
Officials were quite friendly
once we drown them w/ our sweet talk
and we bribed them w/ our cigerettes and booze
The next morning we woke up man w/ the sunrise to 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, mmm
and there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to
heaven, mmm
In response to BarbiErica1 comment about the lyrics, there are several versions of this song, and in one of them he does say "Well there we were in South Batong, Where Women are men and men go wrong", so ya...
The correct lyrics from the Album are:
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 playing cricket with no shoes The morning we woke up man To 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, mmm Man and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm
Disembarking from the port with no mistakes of any so Moving southly engine running smooth Officials were quite friendly once we drown them w/ our sweet talk and we bribed them w/ our cigerettes and booze The next morning we woke up man w/ the sunrise to 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, mmm and there were so many fewer questions When stars were still just the holes to heaven, mmm