Elvis Costello - Tokyo Storm Warning Lyrics

The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery
And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel
Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery
And I knew I was in trouble but I thought I was in hell

So you look around the tiny room and you wonder where the hell you are while the K.K.K. convention are all stranded in the bar they wear hoods and carry shotguns in the main streets of Montgomery 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
(Tokyo Storm Warning)
We'll give it a big kiss
We'll give it a poke
(Tokyo Storm Warning)
Death wears a big hat 'cause he's a big bloke
(Tokyo Storm Warning)
We're only living this instant

The black sand stuck beneath her feet in a warm Sorrento sunrise a barefoot girl from Naples or was it a Barcelona
Hi-rise whistles out the tuneless theme song on a hundred cheap suggestions and a million false seductions and all those eternal questions

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So they flew the Super-Constellation all the way from Rimini
And feasted them on fish and chips from a newspaper facsimile now dead Italian tourists bodies litter up the Broadway some people can't be told you know they have to learn the hard way

Holidays are dirt-cheap in the Costa del Malvinas
In the Hotel Argentina they can hardly tell between us
For Teresa is a waitress though she's now known as Juanita
In a tango bar in Stanley or in Puerto Margarita
She's the sweetest and the sauciest
The loveliest and the naughtiest
She's Miss Buenos Aires in a world of lacy lingerie

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Japanese God Jesus robots telling teenage fortunes
For all we know and all we care they might as well be Martians
They say gold paint on the palace gates comes from the teeth of pensioners they're so tired of shooting protest singers
That they hardly mention us while fountains fill with second-hand perfume and sodden trading stamps

They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day

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We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses
Saying "Take me to the Folies Bergere and please don't spare the hearses" for he always had a dream of that revolver in your purse how you loved him 'til you hated him and made him cry for mercy he said "Don't ever mention my name there or talk of all the nights you cried
We've always been like worlds apart now you're seeing two nightmares collide"

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