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The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery |
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And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel |
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Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery |
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I knew I was in trouble but I thought I was in hell |
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So you look around the tiny room and you wonder where the hell you are |
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While the KKK convention are all stranded in the bar |
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They wear hoods and carry shotguns in the main streets of Montgomery |
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But they're helpless here as babies 'cause they're only here on holiday |
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What do we care if the world is a joke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We'll give it a big kiss |
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We'll give it a poke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We're only living this instant |
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The black sand stuck beneath her feet in a warm Sorrento sunrise |
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A barefoot girl from Naples or was it a Barcelona high-rise |
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Whistles out the tuneless theme song of a hundred cheap suggestions |
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And a million false seductions and all those eternal questions |
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Well, what do we care if the world is a joke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We'll give it a big kiss |
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We'll give it a poke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We're only living this instant |
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So they flew the Super-Constellation all the way from Rimini |
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And feasted them on fish and chips from a newspaper facsimile |
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Now dead Italian tourists' bodies litter up the Broadway |
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Some people can't be told you know, they have to learn the hard way |
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Holidays are dirt-cheap in the Costa del Malvinas |
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In the Hotel Argentina they can hardly tell between us |
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For Teresa is a waitress though she's now known as Juanita |
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In a tango bar in Stanley or in Puerto Margarita |
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She's the sweetest and the sauciest |
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The loveliest, the naughtiest |
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She's Miss Buenos Aires in a world of lacy lingerie |
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What do we care if the world is a joke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We'll give it a big kiss |
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We'll give it a poke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We're only living this instant |
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Japanese God-Jesus robots telling teenage fortunes |
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For all we know and all we care they might as well be Martians |
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They say gold paint on the palace gates comes from the teeth of pensioners |
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They're so tired of shooting protest singers that they hardly mention us |
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While fountains fill with second-hand perfume and sodden trading stamps |
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They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day |
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What do we care if the world is a joke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We'll give it a big kiss |
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We'll give it a poke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We're only living this instant |
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We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses |
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Saying, take me to the Folies Bergeres and please don't spare the hearses |
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For he always had a dream of that revolver in your purse |
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How you loved him 'til you hated him and made him cry for mercy |
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He said, don't ever mention my name there or talk of all the nights you cried |
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We've always been like worlds apart, now you're seeing two nightmares collide |
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What do we care if the world is a joke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We'll give it a big kiss |
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We'll give it a poke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke |
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Tokyo storm warning |
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We're only living this instant |
