Oh, this spicy town gets me nervous
What a splendous feeling surrounds us
"Kid!" you scream to the mastard dawn
Deep valley, to the bottom, you'll be thrown

This violin is still angry at me
Probably, it's her feeling ...(考えちう)
Hey! Is that a lettuce or cabbage?
I just wanna fly directly into that garbage

bridge1:
　　You turn me on
　　And I'm gone
　　Now you're born
　　And I'm torn

bridge2-1:
　　The fake sentimental feeling made you laugh
　　And I just coughed
　　Light in deep forest let me forget the rest
　　I'm gone

Chopsticks and bright lights, they get me so high
Beard and moustache girl walk right by
Suddenly I smash the glass
That may grab your ass

--- bridge1 ---

bridge2-2:
　　For 4 hours, I've watched a silly porn
　　Now you're here, and I am grown
　　I see your eyes,
　　I never understand what you're thinkin' about

bridge2-2:
　　I make myself shut ...... But you never blink ...... You
　　cut your wrist ...... And I cut mine ...... I make myself
　　shut ...... But you never blink ...... It's boring ......
　　Boring ...... Full of blood ...... Flood of blood ......
　　Blood makes flood ...... I make myself shut ...... But
　　you never blink ...... You cut your wrist, And I cut my
　　ankle ...... And it's boring ...... Boring ...... Boring
　　............ Boring . . . . . .