イヱスマン || YESMAN

歌詞

何もかもを忘れたい もう何もかもを疑いたい？
全て貴方の身から出た錆が招いた事でしょう
骨の骨の髄迄 一寸先の闇までさ
やっぱりどっぷり不幸自慢沼浸かってんだ
(clap! clap! clap! clap!)

勝気な怒冷笑 隠して
売り捌く 苦言のピーテッドモルト
何気ない不干渉 隠して
ずっと舞ってりゃ良いでしょう

『大概大半 鬼畜な世の中
戦々恐々 夜を越えるだけ
平々凡々と暮らしてたいのさ
素敵だろう？』
「馬鹿な！」

屍人、屍人！君の隣で
屍人、屍人！悪魔と踊る
屍人、屍人！白けたfunny day
舞ってるだけの朴念仁さ

屍人、屍人！君の隣で
屍人、屍人！飽くまで踊る
屍人、屍人！機微丸めたブツ
待ってるだけの朴念仁さ

家畜な怒冷笑 斯くして
売れ残る 苦言のピーテッドモルト
いつまで不満症抱えて
立ち止まってりゃ良いんでしょう

そう嫌いなもんに面向かい
婉曲など皆無さ 大嫌いって
言ってしまえる貴方は まだ餓鬼で本当凄いね
まあ元々やる気も無いじゃん
もう戻る意味すらも無いじゃんって
自縄自縛った

『凡人 非凡人 大差は無いだろ
はいはいはいはい、頷きゃ良いのさ
正々堂々と生きていたいのさ
お分かりかい？』

まさに
屍人、屍人！君の隣で
屍人、屍人！悪魔と踊る
屍人、屍人！これ見よがしに
舞ってるだけの朴念仁さ

屍人、屍人！君の隣で
屍人、屍人！朝まで踊る
屍人、屍人！事勿れ主義
演じるだけの朴念仁さ

いつかのあの日に君の顔に貼り付いた
『失望』という題の絵画
頭から離れないんだよ
何故か気付いた頃にゃ
僕は大人というくだらない批評家になっていた
囲まれ看取られ なんて理想じゃなくて
心の中だけでいい 孤独じゃないまま
眠るようにして 幕を下ろしたいんだ

屍人、屍人！君の隣で
屍人、屍人！悪魔と踊る
屍人、屍人！相も変わらず
舞ってるだけの朴念仁さ

呻吟、呻吟 死ぬ迄 乞うよ
呻吟、呻吟 あなたと果てたい
呻吟、呻吟 ここまで堕ちなよ
待ってるだけの朴念仁に
もう最高ですわ この人生は

これで満足ですか 御客様

Romanisation

nani mo kamo o wasuretai mou nani mo kamo o utagaitai?
subete anata no mi kara deta sabi ga maneita koto deshou
hone no hone no zui made issun saki no yami made sa
yappari doppuri fukou jiman numa tsukatte nda
(clap! clap! clap! clap!)

kachiki na doreishou kakushite
urisabaku kugen no piiteddo moruto
nanigenai fukanshou kakushite
zutto matterya ii deshou

“taigai taihan kichiku na yo no naka
sensen kyoukyou yoru o koeru dake
heihei bonbon to kurashitetai no sa
suteki darou?”
“baka na!”

shinin, shinin! kimi no tonari de
shinin, shinin! akuma to odoru
shinin, shinin! shiraketa funny day
matteru dake no bokunenjin sa

shinin, shinin! kimi no tonari de
shinin, shinin! aku made odoru
shinin, shinin! kibi marumeta butsu
matteru dake no bokunenjin sa

kachiku na doreishou kakushite
urenokoru kugen no piiteddo moruto
itsu made fumanshou kakaete
tachidomatterya ii ndeshou

sou kirai na mon ni men mukai
enkyoku nado kaimu sa daikirai tte
itte shimaeru anata wa mada gaki de hontou sugoi ne
maa motomoto yaruki mo nai jan
mou modoru imi sura mo nai jan tte
jishou jibaku tta

“bonjin hibonjin taisa wa nai daro
hai hai hai hai, unazukya ii no sa
seisei doudou to ikiteitai no sa
owakari kai?”

masa ni
shinin, shinin! kimi no tonari de
shinin, shinin! akuma to odoru
shinin, shinin! kore miyogashi ni
matteru dake no bokunenjin sa

shinin, shinin! kimi no tonari de
shinin, shinin! asa made odoru
shinin, shinin! kotonakare shugi
enjiru dake no bokunenjin sa

itsuka no ano hi ni kimi no kao ni haritsuita
“shitsubou” to iu dai no kaiga
atama kara hanarenai ndayo
nazeka kidzuita koro nya
boku wa otona to iu kudaranai hihyouka ni natte ita
kakomare mitorare nante risou ja nakute
kokoro no naka dake de ii kodoku ja nai mama
nemuru you ni shite maku o oroshitai nda

shinin, shinin! kimi no tonari de
shinin, shinin! akuma to odoru
shinin, shinin! ai mo kawarazu
matteru dake no bokunenjin sa

shingin, shingin shinu made kou yo
shingin, shingin anata to hatetai
shingin, shingin koko made ochina yo
matteru dake no bokunenjin ni
mou saikou desu wa kono jinsei wa

kore de manzoku desuka okyaku-sama

Translation

Do I want to forget everything? Do I want to doubt everything now?
Maybe it’s all something summoned by the rust that left your body.
It reached the marrow of my bones, and even the imminent darkness.
As I expected, I’m totally soaked in a swamp formed from bragging of my misfortune. (1)
(Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!)

I hide my unyielding scorn.
The peated malt of honest opinions is all sold out.
I hide my casual abstinence.
Maybe I should just keep dancing.

“Society is mostly savage.
All they do is pass their nights trembling in fear.
I want to live averagely.
Isn’t that wonderful?”
“How absurd!”

Undead, undead! Right next to you,
Undead, undead! Dancing with the demons.
Undead, undead! This funny day was spoiled.
I’m an introvert, just dancing along.

Undead, undead! Right next to you,
Undead, undead! Dancing to their heart’s content.
Undead, undead! Subtleties are all lumped together in the spoils.
I’m an introvert, just waiting.

I let off a brutish, scornful laugh. And thus,
the peated malt of honest opinions remains on the shelf.
How long will I bear this disease of dissatisfaction?
Maybe I should just stop moving.

Yeah, face the things you hate
and tell them you hate them without any euphemisms.
You could say that and you’re still just a kid. How amazing!
Well, it’s not like I was motivated from the start.
There’s no reason for me to turn back now, huh?
I was caught in my own trap.

“Maybe there’s no great difference between ordinary and extraordinary people.
Yes, yes, yes, yes. Just nod your head.
I want to live fair and square.
Do you understand?”

And right then—
Undead, undead! Right next to you,
Undead, undead! Dancing with the demons.
Undead, undead! They’re showing off.
I’m an introvert, just dancing along.

Undead, undead! Right next to you,
Undead, undead! Dancing ‘till dawn.
Undead, undead! Don’t rock the boat.
I’m an introvert, just playing my part.

That day, long ago, I stuck something on your face.
It was a picture titled “disappointment.”
It won’t come off.
For some reason, by the time I noticed it
I had become a worthless critic: an adult.
Encircled and seen through—those aren’t my ideals.
It’s in my mind, that’s all. I’m not alone.
I try to sleep. I want to drop the curtain.

Undead, undead! Right next to you,
Undead, undead! Dancing with the demons.
Undead, undead! Just like always
I’m an introvert, just dancing.

Singin’, singin’, I’ll beg ‘till I die. (2)
Singin’, singin’, I want to perish with you.
Singin’, singin’, come on, fall down here.
For an introvert, just waiting
this is the finest life!

Are you satisfied with this, o customer?