B7 G7
When they beat upon a broken guitar
B7 G7
And all the streets, they reek of tropical charms
B7 G7
The embassies lie in hideous shards
E7 Eb7
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
G#m7 C#7 G#m7
You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
C#7 F#m7
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
B7 E7
Misery waits in vague hotels
G7 F#7
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
B7 G7 B7
Oh and now you've had your fun
G7 B7
Under an air-conditioned sun
G7 B7
It's burned into your eyes
G7 B7
Leaves you plain and left behind
G7 E7
I see them rise and fall
Eb7 G#m7
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
