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  • Tropicalia (我心碎的女孩)-Beck
    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 poverty you couldn't sell
    Misery waits in vague hotels
    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 fogs
    '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
    Oh and now you've had your fun
    Under an air-conditioned sun
    It's burned into your eyes
    Leaves you plain and left behind
    I see them eyes and fall
    And till the just the past then 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 evicted
  • [00:00.00]Tropicalia (我心碎的女孩)-Beck
    [00:11.687]Oh when they beat
    [00:12.526]Upon a broken guitar
    [00:14.616]And on the streets
    [00:16.16]They reek of tropical charms
    [00:17.706]The embassies lie in hideous shards
    [00:20.656]Where tourists snore and decay
    [00:23.405]When they dance in a reptile blaze
    [00:26.334]You wear a mask
    [00:27.674]An equatorial haze
    [00:29.323]Into the past
    [00:30.733]A colonial maze
    [00:32.343]Where there's no more confetti to throw
    [00:35.823]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
    [00:39.373]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
    [00:42.193]Misery waits in vague hotels
    [00:46.32]To be evicted
    [00:52.848]You're out of luck
    [00:54.427]You're singing funeral songs
    [00:55.816]To the studs
    [00:57.236]They're anabolic and bronze
    [00:58.635]They seem to strut
    [01:00.285]In their millennial fogs
    [01:01.775]'Till they fall down and deflate
    [01:05.865]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
    [01:08.695]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
    [01:11.575]Misery waits in vague hotels
    [01:15.485]To be evicted
    [01:23.575]Oh and now you've had your fun
    [01:26.345]Under an air-conditioned sun
    [01:29.805]It's burned into your eyes
    [01:31.945]Leaves you plain and left behind
    [01:35.711]I see them eyes and fall
    [01:38.211]And till the just the past then love
    [01:41.111]You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
    [01:43.791]Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
    [01:46.771]Misery waits in vague hotels
    [01:50.511]To be evicted