Oh when they beat
Upon a broken guitar
And on 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 property you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be evicted
Beck - Tropicalia ?
I move across, innocence lost
All flashing pulsar
I move across the earth in my new pattern shirt
I pass satellites
"You're so bitter," your complaint
I can't give you anything
I don't know who you're livin' for
I don't know who you are anymore
