Roger Joseph Manning, Jr. - Tropicalia lyrics

[Verse 1] When they beat On a broken guitar And on the streets They reek of tropical charms The emba**y's 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 [Chorus] You didn't know what to say to yourself Love is a poverty you couldn't sell Misery waits in vague hotels To be evicted [Verse 2] 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] You didn't know what to say to yourself Love is a poverty you couldn't sell Misery waits in vague hotels To be evicted [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus] 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