f.o.f

歌詞

ジャンケンポンでお前の負け
ロンでもスンとも笑わないで
トンデモ論で導き出した
喜々と悠々風に泳がせておけ

完全無欠 なんて都市伝説
くっせぇ騙り信じてんの
「絶対」なんて安い言葉を
10%OFFで投げて売り飛ばして

急転直下 スーサイドコースター
パラレルワ よろしくね
「また明日」って振り上げた右手は
宙を漂う
終点何処かわかりもしないまま
彷徨う歓迎も受けず
自首を締めながらハッキリと言うさ
「バカバカばっかバカばっか」

五月蝿いアラームを早く止めて
どうにもこうにも成らずに止まってんの
標識に従う振りも出来ずに
迷路に抗う振りをし続けて

さぁイコールで終わりにしよう
うっせぇ野次は第三水曜
結滞なんて安いカルテで
見る目を変える 俯瞰全燃焼鈩

銃声どうか鳴らしておくれよ
諄い嘘 撃ち抜いて
汚れちまって振り上げた右手は
空を彷徨う

急転直下 スーサイドコースター
パラレルワ さようなら
崩れちまった追いかけたあの目は
宙を漂う
急逝そうかわかりもしない罠
戸惑う感銘も受けず
口を閉めながらハッキリと言うさ
「バカばっか！バーカばっか！」

ジャンケンポンでお前の負け

Romanisation

jan ken pon de omae no make
ron demo sun to mo warawanaide
tondemo ron de michibikidashita
kiki to yuuyuu fuu ni oyogasete oke

kanzen muketsu nante toshi densetsu
kussee katari shinjiten no
“zettai” nante yasui kotoba o
10%OFF de nagete uri tobashite

kyuuten chokka suusaido koosutaa
parareru wa yoroshiku ne
“mata ashita” tte furiageta migite wa
chuu o tadayou
shuuten dokoka wakari mo shinai mama
samayou kangei mo ukezu
jishu o shime nagara hakkiri to iu sa
“baka baka bakka baka bakka”

urusai araamu o hayaku tomete
dou ni mo kou ni mo narazu ni tomatten no
hyoushiki ni shitagau furi mo dekizu ni
meiro ni aragau furi o shi tsudzukete

saa ikooru de owari ni shiyou
ussee yaji wa dai san suiyou
kettai nante yasui karute de
miru me o kaeru fukanzen nenshou

juusei douka narashite okure yo
kudoi uso uchi nuite
yogorechimatte furiageta migite wa
kuu o samayou

kyuuten chokka suusaido koosutaa
parareru wa sayounara
kuzurechimatta oikaketa ano me wa
chuu o tadayou
kyuusei sou ka wakari mo shinai wana
tomadou kanmei mo ukezu
kuchi o shime nagara hakkiri to iu sa
“baka bakka! baaka bakka!”

jan ken pon de omae no make

Translation

Rock, paper, scissors—it’s your loss!
Don’t laugh without even arguing about it. (1)
You came to your conclusion from an unthinkable theory.
Let it swim merrily and calmly in the wind.

Absolute perfection is an urban legend.
Do you really believe such nonsense?
Mark down cheap words like “absolute” by 10%
and sell them off.

Things take a sudden turn. Suicide coaster.
Welcome to a parallel world!
“See you tomorrow!” that right arm raised up
drifts in the air.
Without ever knowing where the final stop will be
I wander without being welcomed
and while strangling my own neck, I’ll say it clearly:
“Idiots, idiots, they’re all just idiots!”

Hurry up and stop that noisy alarm!
No matter what I do, it’s hopeless. It’s stopped.
Without even being able to pretend to follow the signs.
I persist in pretending to resist the labyrinth.

Now, let’s leave it at equals.
Those annoying brutes will have a day off. (2)
With cheap charts that say ‘arrhythmia’,
change public opinion! Overlook everything burning.

Send the gunshots ringing for me!
Shoot out those wordy lies.
That dirty right arm raised up
wanders in the air.

Things take a sudden turn. Suicide coaster.
Farewell, parallel world!
Those eyes, which I pursued and then crumbled away,
drift in the air.
This is a trap. You’ll never know whether it was sudden death.
Without getting a bewildered, deep impression
I’ll say it clearly with my mouth shut:
“They’re all idiots! All idiots!”

Rock, paper, scissors—it’s your loss!