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This track is a satirical blues song that uses the "Boiling Frog" metaphor to depict the slow decline of modern society.
The image of a "perfectly tempered bath" gradually reaching its boiling point serves as a powerful metaphor for people who refuse to acknowledge change even as their environment deteriorates. The lyrics paint a bleak but humorous picture of a room frozen in the Showa era, where people ignore global progress and instead pull each other down, leading to a collective "land subsidence."
The chorus, which combines a sense of resignation with the comfort of sinking together, symbolizes a graceful afternoon march toward ruin. Accompanied by a weary harmonica solo, the song highlights the danger of looking at the sky and assuming "someone will fix it," while pretending everything is fine until it is too late. It is a sharp, introspective piece wrapped in cynicism and melancholy.