There’s a traffic jam of things I wanna say
Do what you wanna do
There’s no guarantee tomorrow will come
Might as well say what I wanna say
Gotta liven things up
C’mon and cheer us on
We’re all in this together
Let’s artlessly celebrate
The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons
Author unknown, unknown
Give me rest, it’s darkest under the lamppost
The merriment begins with the procession of the portable shrine
The cold look from eyes wide open
Can’t help but be amplified
Somehow, we’re always leaning on
Something as we get wasted
Well, we laugh, and well, we get angry
Why not? Each of us
Always serious, always holding back
Still gotta do what you gotta do, Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, a flower in turbulent times, so brusque
Impulsive and invincible, seems pretty good
Beautifully aloof, forget tiresome formalities for the moment
Go ahead and dance With you, the future looks rosy
So confident and bold, it’s all good, exalting
Five, six, seven, eight, keep the perpetual motion going
Singing brings joy to life
People take different paths as they walk
The passing of time is so cruel
We’re forever
Looking up to the heavens, only to act on a whim
Oh, the clouds gather, oh, things change
It’s all good, bright, and cheerful
Fall seven times, hesitate eight times
Still gotta do, what you gotta do, soreh, soreh
Oh, anything goes, thank you
Impulsive and invincible, it’s pretty good
Beautifully aloof, nothing to be afraid of now
Go ahead and take it to the max, I’m always on the royal road with you
So confident and bold, it’s all good
I intersected with you on a path I took alone, and a cross surfaced
Suddenly filled with nostalgia, that day, that smell, who’s that light?
Everyone’s the same – this and that, it’s all fate
OK! If we know no bounds and laugh things off, it’s all good
Somehow, we’re always leaning on
Something as we get wasted
Well, we laugh, and well, we get angry
Why not? Each of us
Always serious, always holding back
Really can’t take it, soreh, soreh
Oh, a flower in turbulent times in full bloom
It’s a madhouse here
Encounters and goodbyes, weeping quietly
At times looking back on history and this world
It’s all good, dear me
Though I may lose my way nine times, end up in the dark ten times
Gonna show them I can do it, soreh, soreh
So confident and bold, it’s all good – fan the flame
Impulsive and invincible, beautifully aloof
Impulsive and invincible, seems pretty good
Beautifully aloof, stand proud and love