Текст песни и перевод на английский K Dub Shine - 天下の回りモン

天下の回りモン

あるにこしたことないんだけどさあ
欲しがるときりがないじゃん
いい金とか悪い金とかそういうのあんの?
金は天下の回りモン 無ければ出来ない何にも
誰でもいいから代わりの モノありゃそいつ見たいよ
Yo'名前万札ケチなやつ 背中にタトゥー キジ2つ
あとNIPPON GINKOと入れた腹 茶系の着物で地味な柄
オレ財務省印刷局生まれ 外の世界にはまだまだ不慣れ
ここ乾燥しきった地下金庫 最近合併したての銀行
MP425823 O 政府の与えたID番号
閉じ込められてこれじゃあ囚人 東京の中心
やたらとブーイング そのうち呼ばれんのを待つだけ
誰かに現金を貸すまで オレ壱万円
こんな位置関係には満ち足んねぇ 距離ちぢまんねぇ
そこで支店長に きた連絡
知り合いの社長すごい剣幕 たしか小切手先月書いた
得意先のあの建設会社 政治資金と知ってて融資
そりゃどの銀行も賭け重視 少しギャングスタのりになり書く
サインとはんこ押す取締役 やっとあけられた重えドア
まあ仕方ねえか遅えのは この目で見た移動の瞬間
数人で分担慎重に運搬 同時に集まる視線も沢山
黒のアタッシュ2500万 奴隷船みたいに積み込むフルに
内側窮屈 くそ息苦しい
金は天下の回りモン 無ければ出来ない何にも
誰でもいいから代わりの モノありゃそいつ見たいよ
それも今日は5、10日金曜の午後 初めて出たぜ銀行の外
少し早くなる心臓の鼓動 耳ざわり車の振動の音
BMトランクの中積み移動 たぶん制限速度内のスピード
直接港区の代議士宅 頭取自らが会いに来た
こいつぁ天下り元外務省 またあの時の疑惑が再浮上
ひとことで企業舎弟理想だけ ビジネス以外の私情はねぇ
Yo'運びこまれた自宅の居間 今カーテン赤白青のシマ
ワイロとして寄付ワルを自負 こいつらブ厚い顔の皮膚
オレ昨日から書斎の奥のたな 鍵の穴から外見えるかな
意外にせまい一戸建て住宅 息子タブっててまだいく中学
年は16中毒なり初め ジャンキー人生の始まりで
親父の金庫からオレを盗み ゲトる包みに入ったクスリ
デパートのトイレで渡す封筒 相手もラッピングしてて用意周到
でディール終了行き先ゆううつ 封筒ん中も狭くきゅうくつ
まだオレピン札のままケツポケット プッシャー次動くまた別ので
その後帰宅古いマンションへ 世田道入って道3本目
金は天下の回りモン 無ければ出来ない何にも
誰でもいいから代わりの モノありゃそいつ見たいよ
金は天下の回りモン 無ければ出来ない何にも
誰でもいいから代わりの モノありゃそいつ見たいよ
オレテーブルの上で裸のまま シワひとつもねぇまだこのまま
急に夜中にハイになりにきた女 男が呼んだ「上に乗んな」
最初はすすりなくよな声で 激しく燃えそのうちほえ
翌日仕事の途中で入金 ATMで打ち込む数字
Oh今度はいきなり機械ん中 自分の居場所の理解もまだで
古いのやシワのと重ねられ やっと3日後の朝出られ
次の持ち主と御対面 怖いね財布ん中ここ初体験
皮製ブランド超最新 どうやらこいつは業界人
中身領収証とかそうゆうの でも身につけたがる高級物
金あるけどせこいそんな印象 こいつの趣味 買春 淫行
援交出会いサイト系でゲット 洋服でつり誘うホテルのベッド
女にしても制服プレイ させるだけで金をすぐくれ
報酬もオレとあと2枚と 服買ってくれるいいバイト
でまた今から行く表参道 のキリーランドの上の高級ブランド
もうオレ真ん中で折れすっかりよれ あとなんだこれっていうような汚れ
そんな時レジ行きバッグを買った 払った オレあっけなく外資になった
金は天下の回りモン 無ければ出来ない何にも
誰でもいいから代わりの モノありゃそいつ見たいよ
金は天下の回りモン 渋谷ATOMIC BOMB
K DUN SHINE こんな感じ

Worldly Wanderer

It's nice to have it, you know,
But wanting more is never-ending, right?
Is there such a thing as good money or bad money?
Money is a worldly wanderer, without it, nothing gets done.
Anyone, just show me a substitute if it exists.
Yo, my name is 10,000 yen bill, a cheapskate with a tattoo of two pheasants on my back.
And NIPPON GINKO etched on my belly, a plain brown kimono with a subdued pattern.
I was born in the Ministry of Finance Printing Bureau, still unfamiliar with the outside world.
This dry underground vault, a recently merged bank.
MP425823 O, the ID number the government gave me.
Confined, I'm just a prisoner in the heart of Tokyo.
So much booing, just waiting to be called upon.
Until I'm loaned to someone, I'm a 10,000 yen bill.
I'm not satisfied with this position, the distance never closes.
Then, a call came to the branch manager.
An acquaintance, a company president, was furious, it seems he wrote a check last month.
That construction company, a client, knowingly financed political funds.
Well, every bank prioritizes the gamble, signing with a slightly gangster-like attitude.
The director stamps his seal, and finally, the heavy door opens.
Well, I guess it can't be helped, the delay. I saw the moment of movement with my own eyes.
Several people carefully carry me, many eyes gather at the same time.
A black attache case, 25 million, loaded full like a slave ship.
The inside is cramped, it's suffocating.
Money is a worldly wanderer, without it, nothing gets done.
Anyone, just show me a substitute if it exists.
And today, it's Friday afternoon, the 5th or 10th, I'm finally out of the bank.
My heart beats a little faster, the annoying vibration of the car.
Moving in the trunk of a BMW, probably within the speed limit.
Directly to the Diet member's house in Minato Ward, the bank president himself came to meet him.
This guy is a retired Ministry of Foreign Affairs official, and the suspicion from back then resurfaces.
In a word, an ideal corporate underling, no personal feelings beyond business.
Yo, I'm carried into the living room of the house, the curtains are red, white, and blue stripes now.
A bribe disguised as a donation, these guys have thick skin on their faces.
I've been in the back of the study since yesterday, can I see outside through the keyhole?
It's a surprisingly small detached house, the son is still in middle school, messing around with a tablet.
He's 16, starting to get addicted, the beginning of a junkie's life.
He steals me from his father's safe, gets the drugs wrapped in a bundle.
He hands over the envelope in the department store bathroom, the other guy also has it wrapped, well prepared.
The deal is done, the destination is depressing, the inside of the envelope is also cramped and suffocating.
I'm still a crisp bill in the back pocket, the pusher moves on to another deal.
Then, he goes home to an old apartment, three blocks down Setamichi.
Money is a worldly wanderer, without it, nothing gets done.
Anyone, just show me a substitute if it exists.
Money is a worldly wanderer, without it, nothing gets done.
Anyone, just show me a substitute if it exists.
I'm naked on the table, still smooth without a single wrinkle.
Suddenly, a woman comes in high in the middle of the night, the man calls out, "Get on top."
At first, she whimpers softly, then burns fiercely and eventually roars.
The next day, I'm deposited during work, numbers are punched into the ATM.
Oh, now I'm suddenly inside the machine, still not understanding my place.
Stacked with old and wrinkled ones, I'm finally released after 3 days.
Face to face with my next owner, it's scary, this is my first time in a wallet.
A super new leather brand, it seems he's in the industry.
Inside are receipts and such, but he likes to wear luxury items.
He has money but he's stingy, that's the impression I get. This guy's hobby is buying spring, fornication.
He gets it through compensated dating sites, lures with clothes to hotel beds.
Even for the woman, it's a uniform play, just do it and he'll give you money right away.
The reward is me and two other bills, a good part-time job where he buys you clothes.
And now we're going to Omotesando again, to the luxury brand above Kirin Land.
I'm completely folded in the middle, wrinkled, and stained with who knows what.
Then, at the register, she bought a bag, paid, and I suddenly became foreign capital.
Money is a worldly wanderer, without it, nothing gets done.
Anyone, just show me a substitute if it exists.
Money is a worldly wanderer, Shibuya ATOMIC BOMB.
K DUN SHINE, something like that.