The rundown pub underneath the business sector,
filled with drunk idiots claiming to be geniuses,
is a haven for garbage that wants to use people and toss them aside
As well as for the folks that want to be used that way

A mixed drink full of cheap bourbon
is a good fit for a half-wit like you
But once we’re drunk, I’m sure
it’ll all taste the same

People, in order to kill off their own loneliness
and to throw up their emptiness, drink
My money and time and liver,
hey, I’ll hand ‘em all over, so
why don’t we try being together?

Whether it’s good or bad, before considering any of that,
I won’t remember a single thing
Tomorrow, that’ll be the excuse I force on everyone
Even if it’s said that what you drink will come back to ya tomorrow,
if I don’t drink at all, that tomorrow won’t come at all
I’m starting to get sick of it, so one more glass
Don’t stop!​ Without a single care, one more glass!

Where I’ll go tomorrow and the services I’ll use tonight,
this place is a haven for forgetting all of that,
and if you toss aside your pride and sense
it’s easy to lie about love

Shushing people by pressing a finger to my lips,
I’ll leave out the usual stuff that happens till two A.M.
In the end, it’s the same as always
–but, well, if you say that, it’ll be the end

Everyone’s a hypocrite,
hunting while using kind lies as bait
Blood sake, fire sake, bitter sake
Hey,​ I’ll treat you nicely, so
I don’t want to be alone

Even if you make a fuss about love or passion,
in the end, once you’re drunk, anyone is fine
Eventually you’ll end up wild and violent
I won’t even be chosen as that “anyone,”
but crying is lame as hell, so I’ll just drown my sorrows in sake
I’m starting to get sick of it, so one more glass
Can’t stop! Without any meaning, one more glass!

Idiots and smoke go bar-hopping together
like people climbing a spider’s thread
No matter where you look, even me, everyone’s a piece of shit
But, hey, the biggest piece of shit is
you,​ dumbass

Whether it’s good or bad, before considering any of that,
I won’t remember a single thing
I’m starting to get sick of it, I’m at my limit already
Even though you haven’t had a thing to drink, you’ve lived without any difficulties—
your type is the reason I drink in the first place
I’m starting to get sick of it, so one more glass
Won’t stop! Before I die, one more glass!

繁華街地下場末のバーは
ボンクラ酔いどれ自称非凡人
使い捨てしたいクズと
されたい輩にて大繁盛

混ぜ物多めの安価なバーボン
半端なアンタが良く似合う
酔ったら同じ事
なんてのがお決まりなんだけど

人は孤独を殺すため
虚しいをもどすため酒を飲むんだ
金も時間も肝臓も
なぁ何でもやるからさ
二人でいよう？

良いとか悪いとか言うそれ以前に
俺には一切記憶がねぇんだよ
明日もまた猛弁解
飲んだら明日に響くと言うけど
飲まなきゃその明日すらもねぇんだよ
嫌になるぜもう一杯
don’t stop 構わずにもう一杯

明日の行方も今夜の便も
全部無くして尚大繁盛
プライドと理性捨てりゃ
愛を偽るのは簡単だ

「しー」人差し指で黙らして
以下省略午前2時
結局いつもの事
と言やまぁお終いなんだけど

人は誰もが偽善者さ
優しい嘘を餌に狩りをするんだ
血酒　火の酒　苦い酒
ねぇ優しくするからさ
一人は嫌だ

愛だの恋だのやんやと騒ぐが
酔ったら結局誰でもいいんだよ
荒ぶりて暴言タイム
その「誰でも」すら俺は選ばれず
泣くのもダセェし酒を浴びんだよ
嫌になるぜもう一杯
can’t stop 意味も無くもう一杯

馬鹿と煙が梯子酒
登る様はさながら蜘蛛の糸
何処もかしこもクソだらけ
ってオイ　一番クソなのは
オマエだ馬鹿

良いとか悪いとか言うそれ以前に
俺には一切記憶がねぇんだよ
嫌になるぜもう限界
飲んでもないのに難なく生きてる
アンタの方こそ飲まれてるんだよ
嫌になるぜもう一杯
won’t stop 死ぬ前にもう一杯