Busted flat in the jungle village
The moon is the queen of light
The cicadas are the symphony of night
The land is foreign
The road secluded
The people speak their language
And we speak our own
Darkness
Potholes
Palm trees
And the blue-eyed lady by my side
Are the only company
Together we walk
Together we push
The fallen engine
The two wheeled stallion
With its tires out of luck
‘There’s gotta be a way, mate’
He once said
Smoking his fags
Drinking his beer
In the blue swimming pool
Under the blue sky
And I listened
Drinking my Blue Hawaii
Feeling not so blue
Now, only her eyes are blue
Still, no time for feeling blue
We’re busted flat
Me and her
And no one else
Jungle to the left
Jungle to the right
Here we are
Busted flat
Together we walk
Together we push
“There’s always a way, mate.”
He kept on saying
When the sky was still blue
Before the rain starting
And it didn’t matter
For we were in the pool
Both wearing blue shorts
Now, rain would actually matter
Yet it didn’t happen
Together we walk
Together we push
Together we watch occasional lights
From other motorbikes
That weren’t flat tired
“Eventually, there’s a way, cunt.
There can’t just be no way!”
I still remembered the man
And that’s when someone stopped
Which made the 3 of us
Together we walk
Together we push
Until his house
Until our salvation
His wife
His friend
His teenage son
They all helped
And showed everyone
That even in the still
Of the late-night jungle
There’s a way
Always a way