Tropico

[Intro: Storyteller]

And the spirit of John moved upon the face of the waters;

And John said "Let there be light" and there was light;

And John saw that it was good

[Interlude 1: Lana Del Rey]

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us our sins

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us our sins

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us our sins

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us for our sins

Creator of all forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us our sins

Dear John forgive us our sins

Thank you God

[Interlude 2: John Wayne, Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monroe & Jesus]

I wanna tell you where you're at, you lose me in this campsite, and I'm gonna teach you how to be cowboys;

Now, if you wanna be tough cowboys I don't wanna hear ya' crying, I don't wanna hear ya' bellyaching, you gotta get on that horse and ride; (And I guess I'll never find you)

And don't be afraid, wear your boats up high, your pant low; (Sex is a part of nature, I go along with the nature)

with your head in a good way, (You're always on my mind, you're always on my mind)

And when you get on there don't be jerkin' on it, just ride nice and soft

You can do it; (Earth is missing, distant from us)

I believe in ya', ride with the wind, (Oh I must have you, or no one) (Forgive us, distant...)

don't complain and never say you're sorry, sorry is a sign of weakness, (Forgive us intense, please forgive those distant...)

I don't want you go back to your mama because I'll run you back out (And lead us not into temptation) (I want you to kiss me) (I love you)

You're a good kid, all you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me

make sure you do it children, 'cause I'll be watching you

(Life can change on a dime, sometimes you just have to gain) (Yeah baby, that's what it is, that is what is all about) (Amen)

Don't forget, I'll write to your mama (I don't lie)

[Body Electric]

(Noooo)

[Interlude 3: Lana Del Rey & Elvis Presley]

I sing the Body electric;

The armies of those I love engirt me, and I engirt them;

They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, (Man you've got to be crazy!)

And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul

[Interlude 4: Lana Del Rey]

Womanhood, and all that is woman - and the man that comes from woman

The womb, the tits, nipples, breast-milk, tears, laughter, weeping, love-looks, love-perturbations and rising

The voice, articulation

Language

Whispering, shouting aloud

Food, drink, pulse, digestion, sweat, sleep

Walking, swimming, poise on the hips

Leaping, reclining, embracing, arm-curving and tightening

The continual changes of the flex of the mouth

And around the eyes

The skin, the sun-burnt shade, freckles, hair

The curious sympathy one feels, when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body

The circling rivers, the breath, and breathing it in and out

The beauty of the waist, and thence of the hips, and thence downward toward the knees

The thin red jellies within you or within me - the bones and the marrow in the bones

The exquisite realization of health;

Oh I say, these are not the parts and poems of the Body only, but of the Soul

Oh I say now, these are the Soul!

[Gods and Monsters]

(Oh I must have you, or no one)

[Spoken 1: Lana Del Rey & Shaun Ross]

- "You know it's not always gonna be this way, right?"

- "Yeah.."

- "So just chill, alright?"

- "Mhmm"

- "Alright.."

- "Yeah."

(Just remember, I'm always there for ya')

[Dialog: Birthday Party w/ Strippers]

In honor of Jack's birthday tonight, I thought bring somebody here tonight that Jack can jack off to. (Laughs)

No, with seriousness, are you ready? Ladies...

(All the money, feel my temperature rising)

[Interlude 5: Lana Del Rey]

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked

Dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix

Angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night

Who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz

Who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated

Who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war

Who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull

Who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall

Who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York

Who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night

With dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares

[Robbery]

And so, from being created in his likeness, to being banished for wanting to be too much like him, we were cast out, and the garden of Eden transformed in to the garden of Evil

Los Angeles, The city of Angels, A land of Gods and Monsters, The in-between realm where only the choices made from your free will, will decide your souls final fate

Some poets called it the entrance to the Underworld, but on some summer nights, it could feel like Paradise, Paradise Lost

[Interlude 1 - Variation: Lana Del Rey]

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John forgive us our sins

Master of the Universe, creator of all forgive us our sins

Dear John forgive us our sins, dear John

[Spoken 2: John Wayne]

You ask me why I love her? Well give me time, I'll explain

Have you ever seen a Kansas sunset or an Arizona rain?

Have you ever drifted on a bayou down Louisiana way?

Or watched a cold fog come drifting in over San Francisco Bay?

Have you heard a bobwhite calling in the Carolina pines

Or heard the bellow of a diesel at the Appalachia mines?

Does the call of Niagara thrill you when you hear her waters roar?

Or do you look with awe and wonder, Massachusetts shore

Brave new men who stepped on Plymounth's rock?

And do you think of them when you stroll along a New York City dock?

Have you seen a snowflake drifting in the Rockies, way up high?

Or seen the sun come blazing down from a bright Nevada sky?

Do you hail to the Columbia as she rushes to the sea

Or bow your head at Gettysburg at our struggle to be free?

You ask me why I love her? I've got a million reasons why:

It's my beautiful America, beneath God's wide, wide sky

[Bel Air]

[Instrumental Outro]