うっかり：TRUTH BY MISTAKE

​歌詞

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.