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どうでもいいじゃん30選/ 30 Things That Don't Matter
Words : Tarzan Yamamoto
Arrange : Kaz Shibata

Money
The past
Other people
The future

Love
AI
That girl
Sex

Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter at all

Compliance
Status signal
Resume
Cabinet approval rating

The first Tiger Mask
The second Tiger Mask
Hitoshi Matsumoto’s harassment
Conspiracy theory

Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter at all

School bag
Radio calisthenics
Graduation ceremony
The glow of a firefly

Stubborn father
Mom at school observation day
Family register
Free love

Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter at all
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter at all

オナニーレボリューション/ Onanism Revolution
Words : Tarzan Yamamoto/ Kaz Shibata
Music : Kaz Shibata

The fanfare of revolution echoes through the night
From sex, it turns to Onanism
From the flesh to the virtual skies we soar
Where purified souls burn brighter than before

Masturbation once a solace for the soul
Now a journey to a higher, lonely goal
In the mind's vast universe, we intertwine
Again tonight, I hold my favorite pose

Masturbate Every day
Masturbate Till death
The Onanism revolution, Ah

Grant us love
Grant us freedom
Grant our hands the pleasure
Melt away once more

Through rain, through wind, through storm's embrace
I watched you, unchanged, in this sacred space
In the light of ecstasy’s glow
I saw our love, eternal, flow

Masturbate Every day
Masturbate Till death
The Onanism revolution, Ah

The woman, as she makes love
Pressing against the man's body
Lost in fantasies of her mind
Oh dear, What a tragedy for men

The love doll is not your girl
You are the love doll, after all
The dreamlike, beautiful self-love girl
The sad, empty, submissive boy

Masturbate Every day
Masturbate Till death
The Onanism revolution, Ah

Rise up for love
What pure love
Rise up for love
What pure love

小さな世界/ My little world
Words/ Music: Kaz Shibata

I had a dream once
But I don't want to think of it now
Well, it can't be helped
It’s just painful, that's all

Even if I try to resist
I’m only left alone
There’s nothing I can do
I can't change anything at all

I can't go back anymore
My trembling feet can't move forward
I can’t be like those heroes
Those people who seemed magnificent

I hope my little world will shine, even just a bit
I try to calm the pounding of my heart
Which starts to rage again tonight
Hoping someday I’ll be able to live with myself

This isn't all there is
Or maybe this is just how it is
The ground opens wide like a mouth
And slowly, I sink into it

To a place where I can truly be myself
I’ll fly tomorrow, swear to myself
But I can’t be like those heroes
Those people who seemed magnificent

I hope my little world will shine, even just a bit
I pray that someday someone will find
My existence, which feels like it might disappear
Before it’s too late

I can't go back anymore
The restless turmoil grips my back again
I can’t be like those heroes
Those people who seemed magnificent

I hope my little world will shine, even just a bit
These days, when it feels like I can't escape
I pray that someday we can all smile together

赤青緑かき氷/ Red, Blue, Green-Shaved ice
Words : Tarzan Yamamoto/ Kaz Shibata
Music : Kaz Shibata

The first note I played
Was a melody of a little romance
The last thing that lingered
Was a parody full of jest

Like something sparkling bright
I was chasing a fleeting dream
But the mirage slowly vanished
Red, blue, green—the shaved ice, melted under the summer sunlight

Lazily, with no care
Just a little longer, I wish to stay
The fragments of memories fall softly
As I gather them close, they slip away

Swaying, dancing in the breeze
I was seeing a phantom, you see
But the shimmer faded, gone
Red, blue, green—the shaved ice, melting, all along

If I cross this scene, will I find you there?
Even if I reach, will anyone be waiting, unaware?
Then I’ll draw the another world line anew
And just maybe, I’ll meet you there?

The clouds above are calling me
Innocent shadows play and roam free
Something drifts across the sky
As tears gently trail down my cheek

Like something sparkling bright
I was chasing a fleeting dream
But the mirage slowly vanished
Red, blue, green—the shaved ice, melted under the summer sunlight

月がひまわり照らして/Sunflower in Moonlight
Words : Tarzan Yamamoto/ Kaz Shibata
Music : Kaz Shibata

Should I live or should I die
Like a sunflower wilting, fading into the dirt
The alley grows quiet in late autumn
A fleeting dream, like a play of Hanaichi-monme

Hiding quietly, seeking salvation
I send a letter, wishing it finds its way
Do not rush to live, Do not rush to die
For still we carry within us the void

Pierce my chest, tear my heart apart
Pierce my soul, rip through the night sky

Place that moon upon your palm
Let it glow blue and white, waiting for you

Flowing, ever flowing
Locking the key in the depths of memory
An old diary, forgotten, but still there
Seasons circle, spring, summer, autumn, winter

Beauty, thought, art, ruin
Memory, oblivion, encounter, loss
The watery planet, shining, floating
Like Hydrangeas wet with rain

I seek a self-portrait in life and start to walk
Falling like petals, one day left to live
Weaving the poem of wandering days
I offer it, struggling like a fever

I see the moon, slipping through the crowd
Longing for words, crossing the tracks
A starry sky, a cosmic hymn
A soft melody, falling to the earth

Seeking freedom again, towards the end
Crossing past and future, pointing ahead

Place that moon upon your palm
Let it glow blue and white, waiting for you

Climb that hill, show me the view
Before the world knows, we’ve arrived

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