☀︎The English lyrics are written below the Japanese lyrics. [Intro] （ハイ 拍手の準備をどうぞ） [Verse 1] 右へ曲がろうとしたはずの爪先 なぜか左の泥溜まりを 派手に踏みつけている まるで誰かが ぼくの頭の上のコントローラーから 透明なナイロン糸を ぐいと引っ張ったみたいにさ 昨日あんなに 恥をかいた告白のセリフも 今朝の駅前で 派手に転んだあのポーズも 誰かのウケを狙うための 完璧な計算 そう思わなきゃ やってられない [Pre-Chorus] 空の向こうで 缶ビールの蓋を開ける音がする ポテチを 齧りながら ぼくを指差している 「次はこのボタンを 押してみようか」って そんな声が 鼓膜の裏側で 響いている [Chorus] 踊らされているんだよ ぼくらの人生 見えない観客の 暇つぶしのためのマイムさ 泣き顔のスタンプを 押されて喜ぶのは誰だ 必死に生きてるフリの 操り人形なら せめてステージの上で 派手にズッコケてみせろ そんなアドリブすら あいつの台本の 1行目に書かれているのさ [Verse 2] 必死で貯めた 貯金箱を叩き割る衝動 突然の雨に 傘を忘れて 立ち尽くすサディスティック 「全部自分が 悪いんだ」って 塞ぎ込むシナリオも あいつにとっては 最高のビールのつまみ 右ストレートの運命が ぼくの横面を張り飛ばす 手加減のボリュームなんて 神様の気分次第 お前が誇る その自由意志ってやつ あいつのデコピン一発でスクラップ [Bridge] ふらふらと 迷子たちが 街を行き交う みんな首の後ろの乾いたネジを回されて 見上げたら操縦席は空っぽ ここらで一発 糸を切り刻んでみようか [Final Chorus] 踊らされているんだよ ぼくらの人生 見えない観客の 暇つぶしのためのマイムさ 泣き顔のスタンプを 押されて喜ぶのは誰だ 必死に生きてるフリの 操り人形なら せめてステージの上で 派手にズッコケてみせろ そんなアドリブすら あいつの台本の 1行目に書かれているのさ [Outro] 自由はどこへ？ 意志はどこへ？ この足は僕のもの？ （そろそろ終幕） ネジが外れていく ぼくらの明日 さぁて 次はどうやって笑わせてやろうか （カット） ☀︎English Lyrics [Intro] (Alright—get your applause ready) ⸻ [Verse 1] My feet were supposed to turn to the right But somehow they stomped straight into the mud on the left As if someone above my head Pulled an invisible nylon string from a controller The confession that embarrassed me so badly yesterday The dramatic fall I took outside the station this morning It’s all perfectly calculated Just to get a laugh from someone watching That’s the only way I can make sense of it ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] From somewhere beyond the sky I hear the crack of a beer can opening Someone’s eating potato chips Pointing down at me with a grin “Let’s press this button next,” they say Their voice echoes behind my eardrums ⸻ [Chorus] We’re being made to dance—this thing called life A mime performed just to kill the boredom Of an audience we can never see Who smiles when they stamp a crying face on us? If we’re nothing but puppets Pretending with all our might to be alive Then at least let us stumble spectacularly Right in the middle of the stage Even that improvised moment Was written on the very first line of their script ⸻ [Verse 2] The sudden urge to smash apart The piggy bank I worked so hard to fill Standing frozen in unexpected rain After forgetting my umbrella—how sadistically perfect Even the story where I blame myself For everything that goes wrong Is just the perfect snack To go with their beer A straight right punch called fate Slams across my face How hard it hits Depends entirely on God’s mood That precious free will you’re so proud of? One flick of their finger turns it into scrap ⸻ [Bridge] Lost souls drift through the streets Swaying back and forth While someone keeps turning The dry little screws behind their necks But when I look up The control booth is empty Maybe it’s time To cut every last string ⸻ [Final Chorus] We’re being made to dance—this thing called life A mime performed just to kill the boredom Of an audience we can never see Who smiles when they stamp a crying face on us? If we’re nothing but puppets Pretending with all our might to be alive Then at least let us stumble spectacularly Right in the middle of the stage Even that improvised moment Was written on the very first line of their script ⸻ [Outro] Where has freedom gone? Where has our will gone? Do these legs even belong to me? (It’s almost curtain call.) The screws keep falling loose From our tomorrow So then… How should I make them laugh next? (Cut.)
