Lyric

I wanna be grilled like aji

Diving into bed again today

With some grated daikon on the side

Sleep tight, goodnight once more

One sigh as I check my timetable

That teacher I can’t stand, here, here

Worried I might get scolded

I wanna be grilled like aji

Living life without any hassle

How’s the cooking going?

Oops, a little burnt, oh no!

Checking my favorites to make sure I’m alive

My phone is my lifeline

But who even cares, anyway?

I wanna be grilled like aji

Though I don’t know how aji tastes

Bones get stuck when I eat it

That kind of fish is not my thing

Another night comes, as always

Complaining about this and that

Can I try some tongue twisters?

“Nama mugi, nama gome, nama tamago”

I wanna be grilled like aji

Up on the rooftop, feeling all emo

Couldn’t see the horror of exams

But inside myself, I’m still the best

I wanna be grilled like aji

Sorry if I got a little too burnt

I wanna be grilled like aji

I wanna be grilled like aji

Don’t know what it really means, though