End Of The Earth [INTRO — ukulele, then a long pause… then it starts again] [VERSE 1] Packed my bags and found my way To the end of the earth on a cloud-blessed day No signal, no schedule, no plan in sight The ferry said morning, showed up at night The plane was cancelled, the boat ran late A man said "soon" — that was yesterday, mate You've got the watch but we've got the time Welcome to Koro, everything's fine [CHORUS] End of the earth, where the WiFi dies Where "yes" only means "I saw your lips move" guys Mosquitos at midnight, gecko on the wall Rain on the iron roof drowning out it all Humidity so thick you could cut it with a knife Bathtub-warm water, that's your island life Welcome, welcome, to the end of the earth Where nothing goes to plan but everything has worth [VERSE 2] Asked a local "will it happen today?" He smiled real wide and looked the other way "Yes!" he said — oh that beautiful yes Means absolutely nothing, I must confess Organisation's more of a loose suggestion Forward planning raises too many questions Island time moves like warm molasses flows Where it's going and when — only the ocean knows [CHORUS] End of the earth, where the WiFi dies Where "yes" only means "I saw your lips move" guys Mosquitos at midnight, gecko on the wall Rain on the iron roof drowning out it all Humidity so thick you could cut it with a knife Bathtub-warm water, that's your island life Welcome, welcome, to the end of the earth Where nothing goes to plan but everything has worth [BRIDGE — half spoken, wry and dry] Now the white folks gather on the verandah at five Comparing complaints just to feel alive Cynical conversations, warm Fiji Bitter in hand Cause cynicism is just how adults cry, you understand Meanwhile the locals are laughing down the lane Dancing in the village in the middle of the rain "WPP!" someone whispers under their breath White People Problems… at the end of the earth [VERSE 3] Gecko on the ceiling drops his calling card Right on your pillow — well, life is hard Mosquito nets, repellent, the whole routine Most well-protected you have ever been Can't get in, can't get out, stuck in paradise Asked about the ferry — got the same advice "Maybe tomorrow" with that glorious smile Welcome to Koro — stay a good long while [FINAL CHORUS — gospel lift, full irony deployed] End of the earth, where the WiFi dies Where "yes" only means "I saw your lips move" guys Mosquitos at midnight, gecko on the wall Rain on the iron roof drowning out it all Humidity so thick you could cut it with a knife Bathtub-warm water, that's your island life Welcome, welcome, to the end of the earth Where nothing goes to plan… ...but if you get it it’s got worth [OUTRO — slow fade, rain sounds, ukulele] • Tempo: 80–85 BPM, same groove as the others • Vocal delivery: Deep, soulful, completely sincere — the straight face is everything • The locals: Always come out better than the expats — happy, unbothered, winning • WPP: Lands as the punchline of the bridge — delivered with a knowing chuckle • Tone: Affectionate cynicism
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