Tropicalia

B7#9 G7  A#7  A7 D#7#9 C#7 C#7#9 B7
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           B7#9       G7
when they beat on a broken guitar
           B7#9                
and on the streets they reek of 
  G7
tropical charms
          B7#9        G7
the embassies lie in hideous shards
       A#7               A7
where tourists snore and decay

when they dance in a reptile blaze
you wear a mask an equatorial haze
into the past a colonial maze
where there's no more confetti to 
throw

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D#7#9      C#7              
you didn't know what to say to 
      D#7#9
yourself
           C#7                  
love is a poverty you couldn't 
C#7#9
sell
        B7                 B7#9
misery waiting in vague hotels
   A#7    A7
to be evicted

you're out of luck you're singing 
funeral songs
to the studs they're anabolic and 
bronze
they seem to strut in their 
millennial fogs
'til they fall down and deflate

CHORUS

now you've had your fun
under an air-conditioned sun
it's burned into your eyes
leaves you plain and left behind
see them eyes and fall
into the jaws of a pestilent love

you didn't know what to say to 
yourself
love is a poverty you couldn't sell
misery waiting in vague hotels
to be a victim