BOY
T-O-K-Y-O, answer, pleaseThis town's noisy again today. Hachiko's statue, the symbol of peaceLost children going every which wayThe scornful youth and vagrants alikeIntersection, scramble, oxygen running outOh? This is a turning pointI don't know this fork in the road, come quicklyIt's straight at the red light I think, the din of the town, hard to breatheUmm, umm, this mumbling maze... I'm sick of itThe reverberating sirens, and pretend yells,Toward the ruin of this world, let's goIn front of the exit, shining people, a hint of lifeAre what we'll surely find
Hey BOYDon't look so sadI don't want to see that lookInstead of stopping and worryingCome on, your story, let me hear the restTake a huge, deep breath and shoutBOY! BOY! BOY! BOY!
Painted over with green paint, my darlingStudents dressed up in the latest fashionTired fathers returning from workPart timers desperately distributing tissuesAnd the high school girls showing underwearEveryone, everyone has energyBecause I can feel their will to live andIt's shining, living in the nowI am a small bird in the middle of a big roadFar from a shining starIt's raining in Shibuya, hide under an umbrellaPainted colorfully, the puddles are kind ofJust a bit, bright to me. What I want nowWas tutted at by that girl who just left 109Un-discouraged mentality
Hey BOYDon't look so sadI don't want to see that lookInstead of stopping and worryingCome on, your story, let me hear the rest
I spat on the ground and chewed my gumThe blossomed moon, cracks and breaks apartThe center of town is crowded tooIt's disheartening to be caught here so oftenObviously a lot will happen in lifeI'm addressing the weakened heartsIf even just your surroundings are depressed, it's genuinely overThese things called people are strange thingsStraight through them, a connecting circle
Hey BOYDon't look so sadI don't want to see that lookInstead of stopping and worryingCome on, your story, let me hear the restTake a huge, deep breath and shoutBOY! BOY! BOY! BOY!
Hey BOYDon't look so sadI don't want to see that look
Yes, a connecting circle, a clogged holeBecause we can say "see you tomorrow"Let's raise our glasses to new encountersLet's guide this town's stores that we're proud of