Chotto byoujaku na sebuntiin Kareta inku to pen de e o egaite Tsuide haide mata Mazaa Guusu Yoru wa nandomo naite mata ashita
Mawaru zenmai no andoroido Boku no koe to atama wa garandou Itsumo saitei na kibun sa Kimi ni aisaretai to negatteitai
Zutto byouketsu no sebuntiin Kumoranai mama kyou o akikan ni Kuu no raikan to peepaa baggu Baka mitai ni kokyuu o tsumeireta
Ai mo kawarazu andoroido Kimi o hontou no uso de kakusunda Boku wa yuurei da hontou sa Kimi no me ni wa mienai darou kedo
Sonna konna de utatte wa Koushin suru yuureisen da Yoi mo warui mo iyoiyo nai Kansei na machi o yuku
Denkou-ban no kotoba ni nare Sore yuke kasuka na kotoba sagase Ensenjou no tobira kowase Mienai boku o shinjite kure
Shounen-hei wa koe o tsumuge Sokonoke ryuushi no deguchi kakuse Tooi mukashi no omajinai ga Anmari kyuu ni warau no de
Anmari kyuu ni warau no de
Chotto byoujaku na sebuntiin Kyou mo eiga mitai na yume-utsutsu Ai mo taedae no keshiki da Soko de donna yume mite mo shouganai
Mawaru zenmai no andoroido Obutsu yankii kouei merankorii Shitte hoshiinda zenbu Sou kimi no te o hikitsurete modosu no sa
Sonna konna de utatte wa Me o muku yuureisen da Mae mo ushiro mo iyoiyo nai Nara zenbu wasurete
Waa waa waa waa
Taiyoukei no oku e susume Tobikome ichi, ni no san de matagare Ensenjou no tobira kowase Manma no kotoba shinjite kure
Hentoutai no oku o tsukae Hore miro sonna ni seguriagete Tooi mukashi no omajinai ga Tachimachi no uchi ni habikoreba
Tachimachi no uchi ni habikoreba
San-sen-nen no urami hanate Tobe tobe minna de kakuseiki mote Ensenjou no tobira kowase Hontou no koto sa shinjite kure
Yuureisen wa ikari chirase Mitero yo kondo wa shura ni ochite Tooi mukashi no omajinai ga Anmari na uso to shiru no sa
Anmari na uso to shiru no sa
-
A somewhat sickly sort at seventeen, I drew art with dry ink and pen Patching and sewing, a Mother Goose; The night cries endlessly, I'll see you again
An android with spinning springs, My voice and head are hollow both I'm always in the worst of moods, So I wish that you would love me...
Sick leave all through seventeen; Not cloudy, I put today in a can An empty detonator and paper bag; Like a fool, I packed my breath inside
And as always, to the android, You conceal yourself with lies of the truth I'm a ghost, it's true; It almost seems I'm not visible to you...
Singing about these things and that, This ghost ship marches on Good or bad soon to be no more, To the quiet town we go...
Be the text on the news ticker; Go forth and find faint words Tear down the doors along the railway; Even if you can't see me, believe me
Boy soldier, weave words with your voice; Hide away the most miniscule of exits It's an old good luck charm, But I rather suddenly start to laugh...
I rather suddenly start to laugh...
A somewhat sickly sort at seventeen, Today's another movie-like trance There's no love in the landscape, And whatever you dream, there's no helping that
An android with spinning springs; Garbage, delinquent, nuisance, melancholy I want you to know, know everything, So I'm taking your hand and heading back
Singing about these things and that, We're on a ghost ship with our eyes peeled Forward and back soon to be no more, So then just forget it all...
Wah! Wah! Wah! Wah!
To the solar system's center we march; Take a plunge, reach out on one, two, and three Tear down the doors along the railway; I'm telling it how it is, so believe it
Shout all the way back to your tonsils; See, look how riled up they all get It's an old good luck charm, But make the most of it while it lasts...
Make the most of it while it lasts...
Let 3000 years of grudges fly, Hop, leap, everyone with a megaphone Tear down the doors along the railway; It's the truth, so believe it
The ghost ship scatters hatred; Look at it - it's degraded into a riot this time It's an old good luck charm, But I know it's more or less a lie...