This version is from the soundtrack of Jack's surfing flik enjoy G (muffed) VERSE 1: GThe (320003@1)air was more than humid and Gthe (320003@1)heat was more than hungry G (320003@1) and the cars were square and G (320003@1) *Gsus2(maj7) Em7 (022033) * = 2x0233 spitting diesel fumes Gsus2(maj7) Gthe (320003@1)bulls were running wild Gbecause (320003@1)they're big and mean and sacred and G (320003@1) and the children were playing G (320003@1) *Gsus2(maj7) Em7 cricket with no shoes Gsus2(maj7) Bm(x24432) the next morning we woke up, man Bmwith (x24432@1)a seven hour drive C(x32010) well there we were stuck in Port Blaire C (x32010@1) C7 (x32310@1)(x32310) where boats break and children stare CHORUS: G (320003@1)(355433) D(x57775) (xx0232@1)there were so many fewer questions (335553) Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) C(335553) Bm (x24432@1)Amwhen (x02210@1)stars were still just the holes to heaven, Mmmmm Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) Dand (xx0232@1)there were so many fewer questions Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) C (x32010@1) Bm (x24432@1) Am (x02210@1) when stars were still just the holes to heaven G Em7 G Em7 G Em7 G Em7 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 we bribed them with our cigarettes and booze the next morning we woke up with the sunrise to the right moving back north to Port Blair where boats break and children stare CHORUS: 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 End: G Em7 G Em7 G Em7 G Em7 G(let ring)
