This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
Oh, 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
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
Well, 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 of a hundred cheap suggestions
And a million false seductions and all those eternal questions
Well, what do we care if the world is a joke? (Tokyo Storm Warning)
Oh, 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 tourist 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 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, hey
We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses, saying
"Take me to the Folies Bergères, and please don't spare the hearses"
For he always had a dream of that revolver in your purse
How you loved him 'till 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, hey, ow!
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!
And spilled into the mezzanine of the crushed capsule hotel
Between the Disney abattoir and the chemical refinery
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
Well, 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 of a hundred cheap suggestions
And a million false seductions and all those eternal questions
Well, what do we care if the world is a joke? (Tokyo Storm Warning)
Oh, 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 tourist 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 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, hey
We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses, saying
"Take me to the Folies Bergères, and please don't spare the hearses"
For he always had a dream of that revolver in your purse
How you loved him 'till 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, hey, ow!
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!
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"Holidays are dirt-cheap in the Costa del Malvinas " - refers to the Argentinian invasion of the Falklands
"Now dead Italian tourists bodies litter up the Broadway" - either the Achille Lauro Hijacking, October 7, 1985 or Airport Attacks in Rome and Vienna, December 27, 1985
"They wear hoods and carry shotguns in the main streets of Montgomery" - referring to the Rosa Parks incident.