The sky reflects an orange slide,
And hangs down a spongy pride.

A spider,
Had a premonition of being captured alive,
So it didn’t bother hiding.
It wanted to dream in color.

Ride on shooting star,
With the voice of my heart; just like a shotgun,
I kept on singing.

A grungy hamster comes of age,
Pulling a vengeful lobster along with it.

A Sniper,
All the way on the fringe of society;
Just what does he expect he’s able to see?
He wishes he could touch them before taking aim.

Ride on shooting star,
Searching for you while having withdrawl symptoms,
And lying all the way.

Ride on shooting star,
With the voice of my heart; just like a shotgun,
I kept on singing.

オレンジのスライド映す空
スポンジのプライドぶらさげて

スパイダー
生け捕ったその予感は
隠さなくたっていいんだ
色のついた夢見たいな

Ride on shooting star
心の声で散弾銃のように
唄い続けた

グランジのハムスター大人びて
リベンジのロブスター引き連れて

スナイパー
ふちどったその世界に
何が見えるって言うんだ
狙う前に触わりたいな

Ride on shooting star
キミを探して禁断症状中
嘘をついた

Ride on shooting star
心の声で散弾銃のように
唄い続けた