The sky fell over cheap Korean monster-movie scenery    And spilled into the reservoir 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       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       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       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       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       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       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       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"       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