[Intro] [clean electric guitar upstroke skank chords, syncopated electric bass, one-drop drum rhythm] [Verse 1] [tenor male vocals] Ooh under the lanterns Deep in the heart of Phangan Bright pots catch the sunlight Lines of stainless steel Rows of curries waiting Tell me how you feel Red lanterns sway above the midday heat In the Phantip market where the people meet From the first pot to the end the steam starts to rise Sixty to a hundred and eighty plates, hungry eyes
