ムシぴ – オバケパレード 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

o 　 o 　 obake ga retu nasi te

oyatu wo tyoudai
ai mo tyoudai
sabi sigari ya na sugao ni ha
siro ku te seiketu 　 musuku no kao ri
nuno wo kabu se te o sima i

obake no kousin
tittyai tittyai yume yo
si ni monoguru i de sonomama si n da
obake no kousin
ippai ippai iru yo
” siawase ” wo moto mete mayo i ko n da
demo 　 dou mo minna
sore ga nani ka
wakari mo si nai de ki ta no da to iu

o 　 o 　 obake ga retu nasi te
huwahuwa huan de sikata ga nai ne
o 　 o 　 obake ga te tuna i de
kosokoso kosoku na utage de ii ne
minna buzama ni tukare tyau no da
haxa

o 　 o 　 obake ni naru toki ha
neta mi sone mi wo doron doron ni
nousyuku kangen 　 umi doro pakku to
nurui o huro de rirakkusu

hodoko si ma ti de 　 kokuhaku ma ti na
yowaki utiki na bake no syuu
zidanda hu n da 　 dosoku ha genkin
mou u ki a gaxtu te o sima i

obake no kousin
toppoi toppoi o kao
kaku si te bakari no haribote na no de
obake no kousin
ippai sippai suru yo
musuu no tuitate de mamo re mamo re
demo 　 mosiya minna
ha nakara kizu tui te mo ii ya to
o omo i de ha ？

o 　 o 　 obake ga retu nasi te
sorosoro soro xtu te hanseikai ne
o 　 o 　 obake ga te tuna i de
kuyokuyo kuyou yo 　 eikou 　 syoukei
u mareru mae ni matiga e ta no da
haxa

o 　 o 　 obake ga retu nasi te
huwahuwa huan de sikata ga nai ne
o 　 o 　 obake ga te tuna i de
kosokoso kosoku na utage de ii ne
minna buzama ni tukare tyau no da
haxa

o 　 o 　 obake ga retu nasi te
haxa 　 haxa
o 　 o 　 obake ga te tuna i de
haxa 　 haxa
rarara …
o 　 o 　 obake 　 obake
o 　 o 　 o 　 obake 　 obake
haxa …

Oh, the ghosts are lining up.

Give me a snack.
Give me some love
For my lonely face
White and clean and musky
Put a cloth over it and be done with it

The march of the ghosts
It's a tiny, tiny, tiny dream
I died like a little girl, just like that.
The march of the ghosts
There's so many of them
I wandered here looking for happiness
But thank you, everyone.
But apparently, they came here
They came here without knowing what it was

Oh, Obake's all lined up in a row
I can't help but feel nervous and fluffy
Obake holding hands
I love this sneaking, mother-in-law feast
Everyone is going to get caught up in the mess.
Ha!

When you're an old fart
I'm jealous of the jealousy and envy
Relax with a concentrated sea mud pack
Relax in a lukewarm bath

Waiting for charity, waiting for confession
You're a bunch of timid and shy hippies
We've got our feet on the ground, no shoes on the ground
We're all floating away

The old farts are marching in
The face that looks like it's about to be made
I'm just a big, bloated thing that keeps on hiding
The march of the ghosts
I'll make so many mistakes
Protect, protect, protect with myriads of impulses
But what if they're all
But if you're not willing to get hurt...
You don't want to get hurt, do you?

Oh, the ghosts are lining up.
All the wags in a line, all together in a row, reflecting.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, they're holding hands
We're all just waiting for a memorial service Glory, longing, longing.
I made a mistake before I was born.
Huh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I can't help it, I'm so fluffy and anxious
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll have a sneaky, mother-in-law party
Everyone is going to get caught in the act.
Huh.

Oh, Obake's in a line...
Huh, huh, huh.
Oh, wow... wow... wow... wow... wow... wow... wow.
Ha-ha-ha.
La-la-la-la-la-la...
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Huh...