Accords et paroles Tropicalia Beck

Tropicalia

Beck

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Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
When they beat upon a broken guitar
And all the streets they reek of tropical charms
The embassies lie in hideous shards
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
     You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
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 fog
Till they fall down and deflate
You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be evicted              
   Oh and now you've had your fun
Under an air-conditioned sun
It's burned into your eyes
Leaves you plain and left behind
I see them rise and fall
Into the jaws of a pestilent love
You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be a victim

Tropicalia

Beck