This city is silver in the moon And mountains heaped with sugar spoons The click and clatter of my feet On lonely crooked cobbled streets Like castanets Down past the window shutter tie The hollow of a haunted night It's raining now out on the beach The chit and chatter of my teeth Like Castanets I'm following the coffee trail And drink it black and by the bail The pesos turn to paper cups My fingers tremble at the touch Like castanets Santa Lucia ...Bella vista San Cristobal La Moneda And on the cable car I climb Up to the sacred virgin shrine This city's smothered in the smog The snippy snap of wild dogs Like Castanets Tomorrow is Assumption Day I ask them what they celebrate Daniello says he can't explain But he'll be clappin' anyway Like Castanets Ohh...Like Castanets