Текст и перевод песни Scha Dara Parr - 5th WHEEL 2 the COACH

5th WHEEL 2 the COACH

はいはーい 注目 キッズ達
フラットな昼を ダラッと過ごし
マイクチェック 1. 2. 3. 4
B･O･S･E
さぁ 子猫ちゃんを寝かし付けたら又
再開だ 夜中から朝
タイムカードもない逆 9 to 5
ファンクビートにのせた
PRソングづくり 省みずに
無意味に爆走する感じ
こんな状態で こういう時間帯に
出来たもの以外 もう理解出来ない
笑えない風刺ジョークより
テンパった末の ダジャレの方がマシ
こんな風に B.A.S
常に朝ノリで突っ走ってる
What's up What's up 1995
Here come the ダラダラ アニ
ザワッザワッて 君ら失敬やで
ワザワザやって来たのに ケッ
口八丁手八丁で乗せられる
ゴジラの気持ちを汲みつつ
トライアスロンに魅せられた 喫茶店の
親父の寝言のような四小節
って ついかぶせちまう
完成したヘビについ足を描きたくなる
足どころか ツノ、タテガミ
がついてくような 過程がとにかく好き
この際 ヘビに見えなくてイイ
元の形は もうどうでもイイ
こんな風に B.A.S
常にかぶせながら 突っ走ってる
5th wheel 2 the coach
ドドッカッドドってゴリッと
もうどうなっちゃうのってぐらいの
理由ナシで太く短かい
つらっと 流せないようなものがイイ
とは 言いながらも曖昧に
右から左 抜けてくカンジ
許せない等とは 言ってない
フトコロの深さは アケボノ並
ディディッ... アーア! って
周りの人間が ポカーンと
置き去りにされるぐらい
新しい打ち出し これがたまらない
もっとも 発酵する程の
マンネリズムが まるっきしダメなのかと
問われると そうとも言えない
門戸の広さは 放送大学並
狭い日本の 道路事情
よーく考えてみなくとも
コンパクトな車が一番 でも
次は絶対に デカイ外車だな
仕事柄 アナログが好き
しかし CDはとにかく便利
ムチは罰 無知は罪
ムチムチは俺好み
猫だーい好き 犬も好き
イルカも好き あと人も好き
俺も 猫だーい好き かわいいから
あと牛も好きー おいしいから
好きなものには 巻き込まれていたい
何だか判断も つかぬままに
キライなものは特にない
あるのはどうでもいいものばかり
5th wheel 2 the coach

5th WHEEL 2 the COACH

Hey there, hey there! Listen up, kids!
Spending our lazy afternoons sprawled out flat
Mic check, 1, 2, 3, 4
B･O･S･E
Now that the little one's asleep, it's back to work
Starting up again, from dusk till dawn
No time cards here, we work the opposite of 9 to 5
Crafting PR songs to a funky beat,
And we're not holding back.
Going full speed with no particular destination in mind.
In this state, at this hour of the night
I can't fathom anything else.
Better a rushed joke than a satire that falls flat.
That's the B.A.S. style,
Always rolling with a morning groove.
What's up, what's up in 1995?
Here come the lazy cats.
You guys are so rude, buzzing in here like that.
We came all this way, and you're like, "Whatever.".
You talk a good game, but you're not fooling us.
We get the drift of your Godzilla jokes,
And your four-line coffee shop ramblings about triathlons
Sound like an old man's incoherent mutterings.
And we can't help but add our own two cents.
It's like when you finish painting a snake,
And you just have to draw some legs on it.
Not just legs, but horns and a mane.
We love the process of creating.
At this point, it doesn't matter if it looks like a snake anymore.
The original vision is long forgotten.
That's the B.A.S. style,
Always piling on the extras.
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Bumping and grinding, loud and proud,
With no rhyme or reason, just thick and short.
Can't let it slide by, not without a fight.
That's what we say, even as we dance around the edges,
Letting it all slip right through our fingers.
We don't judge, not really.
Our hearts are as big as the morning sky.
We'll drop a beat that makes you go, "Whoa!"
And leave everyone around us scratching their heads,
Wondering what the heck just happened.
That's the thrill of it, introducing something new,
Even if it's just a matter of time before it all goes sour.
Of course, too much of anything can get stale,
But when you ask us if we're worried about that,
We can't say for sure.
Our minds are as open as the sea.
The roads in Japan are narrow,
And there's no need to overthink it.
Compact cars are the way to go, but,
Next time, I'm definitely getting a huge SUV.
As a musician, I love analog,
But CDs are so convenient.
Spare the rod, spoil the child.
But I like 'em chubby.
I love cats, I love dogs,
I love dolphins, and I love people, too.
I love cats, they're so cute,
And I love cows, they're so delicious.
I want to be surrounded by the things I love,
Even if it means getting caught up in the whirlwind
Of not really knowing what I like or dislike.
The stuff I don't care about just doesn't matter.
5th wheel to the coach