Lyric

Ting ting jo ting ting　Prick a thorn in the head of a zig-zag eel

A ghost floating on the water’s surface Not wearing any clothes With a pointy genital organ

If we don’t understand each other well, let’s define what we mean by love

For that reason we have to break our relationship along the way

If you look carefully, it’s like a glass water pipe that has got clogged with tar

Love does not create a wall that separates us from each other

It’s clogged with sticky tar

This happens to all lovers, whether rich or poor

You have been in love for along time But the scent and stickiness has gone; it’s not like at the beginning

It’s like regular grass you can see anywhere. You’ve gotten tired of it. You want to smoke something more exotic

If love is making your throat sore Check if you haven’t put in too much tobacco

The grass waste scattered around the chopping board tells us what happened in the past

Take a moment to relax before letting things get out of hand

Ting ting jo ting ting　Prick a thorn in the head of a zig-zag eel

A ghost floating on the water’s surface Not wearing any clothes With a pointy genital organ

Glass water pipes and love are alike

People love each other without CG, and that’s beautiful like OG

I wanna invite you to the dome. If you get stung by an insect, I’ll become trichome

I’ll protect you more powerfully than a Roman soldier. But as you know, I’m no Al Capone

I may look like a thief, but I want to bind together in friendship. I won’t get angry even if you trick me and sell me some dirty grass

If our relationship has gotten cloudy like the water in a waterway, it’s time to change the water in the water pipe

Let’s try making a bamboo pipe. If we do that, maybe we can get back the love we had

I pray that everyone’s love continues; that they can be happy and sleep peacefully

Ting ting jo ting ting　Prick a thorn in the head of a zig-zag eel

A ghost floating on the water’s surface Not wearing any clothes With a pointy genital organ