Tropicalia-Brian Newman

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[00:00.00]Tropicalia - Brian Newman
[00:05.77]Lyrics by：Beck Hansen
[00:11.55]Composed by：Beck Hansen
[00:17.33]Produced by：Dae Bennett
[00:23.11]Oh when they beat upon a broken guitar
[00:25.88]And all the streets they reek of tropical charms
[00:28.72]The embassies lie in hideous shards
[00:31.78]Where tourists snore and decay
[00:34.41]When they dance in a reptile blaze
[00:37.36]You wear a mask an equatorial haze
[00:40.15]Into the past a colonial maze
[00:43.25]Where there's no more confetti to throw
[00:47.08]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
[00:50.12]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
[00:53.00]Misery waits in vague hotels
[00:56.36]To be evicted
[01:03.11]You're out of luck you're singing funeral songs
[01:05.90]To the studs they're anabolic and bronze
[01:08.63]They seem to strut in their millennial fogs
[01:11.43]'Til they fall down and deflate
[01:15.61]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
[01:18.26]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
[01:21.14]Misery waits in vague hotels
[01:24.50]To be evicted
[02:34.33]Oh and now you've had your fun
[02:37.36]Under an air conditioned sun
[02:40.04]It's burned into your eyes
[02:43.07]Leaves you plain and left behind
[02:46.00]I'll see them rise and fall
[02:48.65]Into the jaws of a pestilent love
[02:51.39]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
[02:53.95]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
[02:57.01]Misery waits in vague hotels
[03:00.70]To be a victim