Lyric

Can you hear me now?

You gotta figure it out

It’s getting worse than summer of the 1945

What are you talking about?

Let me show you around

This is the future of “the land of gold”

They called “Zipangu”

At first

To say Konnichiwa

Say Arigato

Always do a deep bow

When we greet them up

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To be Honest

We’re not all f in' polite

Creat the wall and public stance

Everyone’s liar

Everyone’s rude

This country’s government is a symbol of them

One

You just fuck up

Two

Already mess with it

Three

You’re fired!

Unnecessary

And the end is almost coming here

I think

Run away, baby

Run away, baby

You should

You gave suffering

To young generation

Sayonara, baby

Sacked

I’ll never see you again

One

You just fuck up

Two

Already mess with it

Three

You’re fired!

Unnecessary