東京心中 || Tokyo Suicide

歌詞

嗚呼、片腹痛いわ 神二祈るは堪忍 嵩張ル今日
ぐるぐるぐる ぐるぐるぐるぐる 廻るわ 無愛ノ世、東京。
嗚呼、渡らひ怠情 紙二吐き出す妄想 軽々撤去
「環状線的構想」乗リ遅れたら次へどうぞ

あ、傍ラニ愛だ。軽くあしらう愚弄に唇噛んだ
腹ヲ抱えて笑ってさ、自意識減ラすは私らの本能
灰ニなってしまった、神二祈るも無念だ グッバイ今日も
感情起伏ハ平行線を辿って どこへやラ
潸潸トして

さぁさぁ皆手をとっテ その七三頭叩いテみましょう
ほら因循姑息ナ音がする ほら文明退化ノ音がする
散々愛ヲ語られて その悩める少女、夢ヲ見て
その相対尽きたことトして 或る日ノ事ノ
東京心中

嗚呼、言ノ葉を見ては ちゃちゃちゃかちゃト お茶ヲ濁す今日
ぐるぐるぐるぐるぐると回すわ 結構な腕前なのヨ私
愛を欲すみたいだ ちゃちゃちゃっト済ます あぁ最低ナ人。
環状線的愛情代償輪廻ヲ あなたの言葉を借りれバ
そう そう「最低」でしょ？

さぁさぁ皆手をとっテ その七三リズムで踊りましょう
ほら頓珍漢ナ音がする ほら文明退化ノ音がする
愛燦燦と踊らされて 散々たる夢ヲ見て
その相対尽きた事として 道連れヨ
愛迷道中

心の海に小舟がぷかり みるものにゃ
尊き手柄が一つや二つ ありがたや ありがたや
沖つ白波に捨つ手柄
身の上軽けりゃ往生や
ええんやこっちゃえ ええんやこっちゃえ
ナンマイダ ナンマイダ

さぁさぁ皆手をとっテ その七三頭叩いテみましょう
ほら因循姑息ナ音がする ほら文明退化ノ音がする
散々愛ヲ語られて その悩める少女、夢ヲ見て
その相対尽きたことトしテ
道連れヨ

さぁさぁ皆手を取っテ その七三リズムで踊りましょう
ほら頓珍漢ナ音がする ほら文明退化ノ音がする
愛燦燦ト踊らされて 散々たる夢ヲ見て
その相対尽きたことトしテ
或る日ノ事ノ

東京心中

Romanisation

aa, katahara itai wa kami ni inoru wa kannin kasabaru kyou
guru guru guru guru guru guru guru mawaru wa muai no yo, toukyou.
aa, watarai taida kami ni hakidasu mousou karugaru tekkyo
“kanjousen-teki kousou” nori okuretara tsugi e douzo

a, katawara ni ai da. karuku ashirau gurou ni kuchibiru kanda
hara o kakaete waratte sa, jiishiki herasu wa watashira no honnou
hai ni natte shimatta, kami ni inoru mo munen da gubbai kyou mo
kanjou kifuku wa heikousen o tadotte doko e yara
sansan to shite

saa saa minna te o totte sono nanasan atama tataite mimashou
hora injun kosoku na oto ga suru hora bunmei taika no oto ga suru
sanzan ai o katararete sono nayameru shoujo, yume o mite
sono aitai tsukita koto to shite aru hi no koto no
toukyou shinjuu

aa, koto no ha o mite wa cha cha chaka cha to ocha o nigosu kyou
guru guru guru guru guru to mawasu wa kekkou na udemae na no yo watashi
ai o hossu mitai da cha cha cha tto sumasu aa saitei na hito.
kanjousen-teki aijou daishou rinne o anata no kotoba o karireba
sou sou “saitei” desho?

saa saa minna te o totte sono nanasan rizumu de odorimashou
hora tonchinkan na oto ga suru hora bunmei taika no oto ga suru
ai sansan to odorasarete sanzan taru yume o mite
sono aitai tsukita koto to shite michidzure yo
aimei douchuu

kokoro no umi ni kobune ga pukari miru mono nya
toutoki tegara ga hitotsu ya futatsu arigata ya arigata ya
okitsu shiranami ni sutsu tegara
mi no ue karukerya oujou ya
een ya kocchae een ya kocchae
nanmaida nanmaida

saa saa minna te o totte sono nanasan atama tataite mimashou
hora injun kosoku na oto ga suru hora bunmei taika no oto ga suru
sanzan ai o katararete sono nayameru shoujo, yume o mite
sono aitai tsukita koto to shite
michidzure yo

saa saa minna te o totte sono nanasan rizumu de odorimashou
hora tonchinkan na oto ga suru hora bunmei taika no oto ga suru
ai sansan to odorasarete sanzan taru yume o mite
sono aitai tsukita koto to shite
aru hi no koto no

toukyou shinjuu

Translation

Ah, how ridiculous. I pray for forgiveness during overwhelming days.
Round and round and round, things go around. Tokyo is a loveless world.
Ah, I make a lazy living vomiting delusions on paper. They’re carelessly demolished.
If you miss the loop line scheme, get on the next one.

Ah, I love the one close to me. I bit my lip at the mockery I avoided.
Laugh with your hands around your sides. It’s our instinct to diminish our self-consciousness.
I’ve turned to ash. I regret praying to God. Goodbye to today.
My mood swings are a parallel line heading somewhere or other.
I weep.

Come on everyone, hold hands. Rap your parted hair. (1)
See, you can hear someone dilly-dallying. You can hear civilisation regressing.
The girl is troubled by talk of ruined love. She dreams.
She assumes her relationship ended from what happened that day,
Tokyo suicide.

Ah, I look at the words and they’re a mess. The tea is cloudy today.
I’ll spin round and round and round. I’ve got enough skill.
It’s like I want love. I leave things a mess. Ah, what an awful person.
We’re in a cycle of compensation for loop line love. If I borrow your words,
then yeah, that’d be ‘awful,’ right?

Come on everyone, hold hands. Let’s dance to a 7/3 rhythm.
See, you can hear an absurd noise. You can hear civilisation regressing.
I’m made to dance, with love sparkling. I have an awful dream.
I assume our relationship ended so I’ll take you with me
on a journey of lost love.

A small boat bobs on my heart’s ocean. I look at it.
I have one or two respectable deeds. I’m ever so grateful.
I cast my deeds into the waves.
If I lighten my status, I’ll move to the next life.
That’s great, so great. That’s great, so great.
Nanmaida, nanmaida. (2)

Come on everyone, hold hands. Rap your parted hair.
See, you can hear someone dilly-dallying. You can hear civilisation regressing.
The girl is troubled by talk of ruined love. She dreams.
She assumes her relationship ended
so she’ll take them with her.

Come on everyone, hold hands. Let’s dance to a 7/3 rhythm.
See, you can hear an absurd noise. You can hear civilisation regressing.
I’m made to dance, with love sparkling. I have an awful dream.
I assume our relationship ended
from what happened that day,

Tokyo suicide.