「UC YMO [Ultimate Collection of Yellow Magic Orchestra]」の歌詞一覧リスト
| 曲名 | 歌手名 | 作詞者名 | 作曲者名 | 編曲者名 | 歌い出し |
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コンピューター・ゲーム“サーカスのテーマ” | |||||
ファイアークラッカー | |||||
東風 | |||||
中国女 | |||||
TECHNOPOLIS | |||||
| INSOMNIAYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Haruomi Hosono | YMO | Cage of dark Night in the heart Hours are days Just passed away Just alive beneath these caffine eyes Void and black Insomniac Night after night No end in sight And from wall to wall in the brain The sweet faced angels on their paper wings In dreams they scream instead of softly sing Nervers that break Just kept awake Ready to die With open eyes Sleeping on the blade of an axe Ready to crack Insomniac Night after night No end in sight Damn eternal moon you never move An alien invader of this room The ticking of the clock that never stops Oh God！ |
RYDEEN | |||||
| BEHIND THE MASKYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Ryuichi Sakamoto | YMO | Now the mask you're wearing Is stoney and staring Lines and tears Age and fears Growing old Passions cold Is it me Is it you Behind the mask, I ask Is it me Is it you Who wears another face There's nothing in your eyes That marks where you cried All is blank All is blind Dead inside The inner mind Is it me Is it you Behind this mask, I ask Is it me Is it you Who wears another face. |
| SOLID STATE SURVIVORYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Yukihiro Takahashi | YMO | The strangeness of the strangers Second hand teenagers Face to face they face A chemical race Minds blind Empty eyes Blank tongues ablaze No names Breathe in dreams Stand in line, cracked smiles Life to life colliders Solid state survivors And Marilyn Monroe's not home So I sit alone with the video And Tokyo Rose is on the phone Dressed to kill in her skin tight clothes Here's to a humanoid boy Smiling, happy and void Solid state survivor. |
| RADIO JUNKYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Yukihiro Takahashi | YMO | Don't think It's only a trick A bottle of beer Makes the head clear Don't waste my time Feed the box a dime Fill me with radio junk Radio junk radio junk Filled up with radio junk Some days Are all the same Like a face in a crowd In a tow-bit town No action No reaction Just fill me with radio junk |
JINGLE “Y.M.O.” | |||||
| NICE AGEYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Yukihiro Takahashi・Ryuichi Sakamoto | YMO | Her toys Are broken boys Lined heart To heart At her door Each a burnt-out kiss On the ruins Of her lips A measure Of her pleasure She's at a Nice age Ripe age Ready to be Killed by the thrill The child In her smile Is cracked Her innocence Smashed There's nothing left Of her party dress The bow in her hair Isn't there She's at a Nice age Ripe age Ready to be Killed by the thrill The child In her smile Is cracked Through the prisons of perfume Alone with her cheekbones Counting lovers she has known In the secrets of her room Her toys Are broken boys Lined heart To heart At her door Each a burnt-out kiss On the ruins Of her lips A measure Of her pleasure She's at a Nice age Ripe age Ready to be Killed by the thrill The child In her smile Is cracked The taste of first lipstick The mechanics of a wink The china of the doll Diving on her chaise longue She's at a Nice age Ripe age Ready to be Killed by the thrill The child In her smile Is cracked |
TIGHTEN UP (JAPANESE GENTLEMEN STAND UP PLEASE!) | |||||
THE END OF ASIA | |||||
| CITIZENS OF SCIENCEYMO | YMO | Chris Mosdell | Ryuichi Sakamoto | YMO | Citizens of Science Closed eyes Just kill time Hang up on phones Stand alone in windows Of empty rooms They never wave Never give you the time of day They think in shifts Dream with eye contact Never notice blind dates Drinking hard stuff Listen to the radio full blast And without a fuss walk passed “Citizens of Science Closed their eyes And breathe and breathe Hang up on phones Stand alone in windows Of empty rooms Stare from vacant bars They never wave Never give you the time of day Citizens of Science hink in shifts Dream with eye contact Never notice blind dates Kill time on faceless stations Drinking hard stuff Listening to the radio full blast” Citizens of Science are silent Citizens of Science can smile Citizens of Science are silent They know what is good for them They think in shifts Dream with eye contact Never notice blind dates Drinking hard stuff Listen to the radio full blast And without a fuss walk passed “Citizens of Science Are silent as walls for days Then left on shelves breathe away Citizens of Science are silent Citizens of Science still smile They know what is good for them” Citizens of Science are silent Citizens of Science can smile Citizens of Science are silent They know what is good for them |
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