Buck-Tick Zone

* industrial sex industrial sex
industrial sex industrial sex

no one can interfere with this
the final end of drama
the two dreams of ours they are metallic-ish
that is how it all began

this is a fleeting kiss of the lips / these are cogwheels that intertwine
drawing the iron arm close to the heart / hard springtime begins to operate

** the love of the two of us sings out
it’s a hopeless love melody
scrap iron exchanging blows has its own rhythm

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ceramic eyes are tightly closed
a bottle is desired
there is a woman with a deep entrance
oil is sputtering out from there

aluminum breast has upon it / all around an intertwined spring
the bodies of iron are piled up high / the hot springtime begins to mix up

the love of the two of us exchanges
it’s a hopeless love melody
the forbidden blows have their own rhythm

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industrial sex industrial sex industrial sex

Frog

on the asphalt that hardens the city surface
there’s a guy who is groveling on the ground
there’s a lot of types of the sounds of footsteps
and a guy who listens to them while being scared
he can’t move after the rude awakening, the Sad Frog

in a back alley on the outskirts of the city
there’s a guy who was rejected by a woman
neon gets in the way of the moonlit night
there is a guy who was trampled on by a man
it is the one with warts all over his body, the Sad Frog

* there is no mistaking him when he’s on the road
hit by a vehicle and completely squashed flat
you should do your best not to go in front of people

I do not want to accidentally kick you and stuff

Sad Frog　Sad Frog　Sad Frog

the bosom buddies of yours who died when they were squashed
you know I saw they were flying with the crow
the bosom buddies of yours who died of a heatstroke
they dried up and turned into a mirage
so are you going to live down in the city? Sad Frog

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I don’t want to accidentally step on you and stuff

Sad Frog　Sad Frog
Sad Frog　Sad Frog

Early Afternoon in Midsummer

that was a dream from those days past / the hands of the clock leak and spill all over
just like an illusion, today has been / stolen from us
even the children who were crying / two who exchanged love
the whole city, like a big show window

a sandy beach without any wind / a city sky without any sound
the muttering of politicians / the lies disappear
only the angels gracefully / perform a ballad to music
it’s a terribly fascinating show time

* since tomorrow is behind the times
and because it has dreams
to the past that gazes upon the future
it can voice its complaints

** then the wind goes far away to the other side of uneasiness
selfishly forgotten the season of snuggling each other
your shadow has disappeared, the harsh reality that is called now
the harsh sunlight shoots out of an early midsummer afternoon

that was a dream from those days past / I am in the middle of a deep sigh
due to the meaning of the words you said, I was trembling
even the children who were crying / even the loving couple
it is all real like a show window

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Distant Symphony

to be bound up in the dreams of glassblowing
wander round the desert that resembles love
when one heaves a breath from the monochrome sigh
the dreams that blossom in one’s heart start to overflow

* Once more just
would like {try} to meet you

** I wanna get to know you until you are left with a scar

calling out to us, distant symphony
the smile on your face begins to makes its appearance
I am searching for your shivering hand
it’s the warmth in my heart that I cannot forget

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*** I wanna hold you so much until you are left with a scar

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The Angel That Became a Devil Blues

the moon laughs at Mid Night
the howling of a stray canine
from beyond the depths of the black sky
the fallen one makes his descent
admired by the devil, it’s the Black Angel

heaven is so very boring
on top of that it’s too crowded
it is filled with happy people and
I’m tired of watching them as well
whisper to the devil, it’s the Black Angel

* Hey / the loved ones who have fallen down to hell
Hey / I just want to heal the fallen with my song
Hey / with my hopelessly sad blues song

Hey / because those that have fallen can’t even have dreams

** whisper to the devil, it’s the Black Angel
fallen down to hell, it’s the Angel Blues

connecting the darkness, Mid Night
the singing voices of angels
at the same time that you shed your tears
the devils are dancing
growing in the night sky, it’s the Angel Blues

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Hey / because those that have fallen can’t even love

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Sorrowful Future

betrayal of love by the / romanticist who
by the android / was caught on that night
the elderly angel has / become entangled in the rose vines
he can’t fly / he lost the use of his wings

surrealist with a grin / there was a white crow whose
contact lens was / lost on that morning
as death has visions of a dream / a fish crawling across the land
was violated / by a cat that can’t fall asleep

the future in which Mars will be embraced by the sun
the blueness of the Earth will likely darken too

* As for the night when month is hurt
The red rain probably will fall

the last thing that was lost / never-ending human race
became a politician / the young computer
he cannot sing a song / the metallic rock singer
the plants cannot talk and have caster [wheels]

makes my heart wander, the sorrowful future will
transform the tear drops of Planet Earth into stars

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{ Hey Taxi }

first of all won’cha go on straight ahead of here
when ya get to a biiiig street go hang a right / stanky perfume gonna open da window
you let a woman with baaad taste ride up in here
got any cigs on ya not the fuckin’ menthol ones
what the hell are you fuckin’ staring at / ya got a problem with the way I look, huh
ah / I am covered in blood, yeah

don’t open yer trap to answer just look straight ahead and drive on
don’cha look around like that / go on and grip the handles tightly
yo I’m fuckin’ serious, man ya can’t see ’em can ya, eh?
if ya don’t do something crazy then I’m not gonna do anything
oi! don’t fuckin’ turn around / ya got a rearview mirror don’cha
you just gotta keep driving me around / if it’s regarding the green stuff I’m gonna fuckin’ pay you man

* all those damn bastards that I loved, sorry, my bad / I’m gonna get the hell out of this damn town very soon
well there’s nothing that can be done / I’m telling you / I’m leaving the fuckin’ rest of it up to you fuckin’ guys now

{ah}

?…yeah that’s right…the fuckin’ po-po are out looking for me now

it’s a right at the next corner left across from the convenience store
don’cha see there those apartments made up from red brick
hey wait a little over there…alright?
don’cha do anything crazy now cuz I’m just going to go say goodbye to my woman
why don’cha go eat some bread over there / hey now look!
I’m asking you to use this to go get my cigs too / what now?
Short Hope is my brand, it’s a done deal

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well there’s nothing that can be done / I’m telling you / I’m leaving the fuckin’ rest of it up to you fuckin’ guys now

oi! kept ya waiting, huh
hurry up and go! I said go!
you ratted me out didn’t’cha you damn son of a bitch
I was gonna…ya know I was gonna give myself in, man

The Dog That Barks with a Blank Expression

embraced by a darkness you cannot see
I was looking for stars that were not enough
was interrupted by the moon that won’t disappear
the night it laughs with a distressed face

shook up the love that you cannot touch
drawing up the crush that will not return
accidentally smashed up the unbreakable dream
the dog that barks with a blank expression

that sky it does surely transform sadness and sorrow into the clouds
in order to take cold-hearted rain over tears and let it pour heavily

* if you cannot put it into words / then put it into the wind
the tears that do not know the answers will all transform into the ocean

that sky it does surely transform hardship and troubles into the stars
in order to take cold-hearted darkness over tears and spread it out all around

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* I have begun to forget something
inquire to the white clouds and Sing A Song
I go to the town that is without words
silence and love are what is / right now
what are being measured

** the map of the dreams are written in sand
the illusion disappears in the distant ocean wave
Dream of Blue

*** Live {living} in the 3rd world
{living in the 3rd world
living in the 3rd world}

the sky will swim and turn into the wind
chasing the red sunset / Would Like to Fly
to run away from even freedom
the hand that wrote farewell is / the hand
that wanders tomorrow

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