Lyric

I fell for a cheap sob-story, honey, what a shame

Real high-rollers don’t fly here, it’s a different game

It’s just nouveau riche, tossing coins in the air

That fancy bag you flaunt?—it was never bought here

‘Cause the yen is weak, it can barely stand

Three-star hotels in Europe—no hot water on hand

But here you get slippers, shampoos, and tea

So the tourists keep swarming, thinking it’s all free

Nobody loves Japan, sugar, don’t you see?

Nobody loves Japan, they just love it cheap

It’s the cleanliness, kindness, a bargain parade

While they laugh at the rip-offs they willingly paid

Old men sold the land, sold the future, sold the seed

Losing a war means losing more than you’d ever believe

Think the rich and the noble will party in Tokyo town?

They’d rather sip Bordeaux, not watch us drown

Paycheck so skinny, it slips through the floor

Workers just vanish—who’d sign up for more?

A vending-machine nation, selling soul by the can

Still wrestling bears for dirt—outta your damn mind, man

So stop wreckin’ my country, stop playin’ that game

Stop workin’ the weak like slaves with no name

Politicians bow, pockets fat with disgrace

Nobody asked me if my tax should go to waste

Nobody loves Japan, baby, get it right

Nobody loves Japan, not in day, not in night

It’s the tidy smiles, the bargain they chase

While the joke’s on them—what a laugh, what a face

Nobody loves Japan…

They just love it cheap