TOUGH BOY  BY  MEG  +LYRICS

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Lyricist：TOM
Composer：TOM

Welcome to this crazy time
このイカレた時代へようこそ　君は tough boy
まともな奴ほど　feel so bad
正気でいられるなんて運がいいぜ　you,tough boy
時はまさに世紀末　澱んだ街角で僕らは出会った
Keep you burnin' 駆け抜けて
この腐敗と自由と暴力のまっただなか
No boy No cry 悲しみは
絶望じゃなくて明日のマニフェスト

We are livin',livin' in the eighties
We still fight,fightin' in the eighties

どこもかしこも傷だらけ
うずくまって泣いてても　はじまらないから　tough boy
どっちを向いても　Feel so sad
だけど死には至らない　気分はどうだい　tough boy
ここは永遠のロックランド　拳をにぎりしめ僕らは出会った
この狂気と希望と幻滅のまっただなか
No boy No cry 進まなきゃ
勢いを増した向い風の中を

We are livin',livin' in the eighties
We still fight,fightin' in the eighties

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Welcome to this crazy Time
Kono ikareta jidai e yōkoso
Kimi wa tough boy
Matomo na yatsu hodo feel so bad
Shōki de irareru nante un ga ii ze
You, tough boy

Toki wa masani seikimatsu
Yodonda machikado de bokura wa deatta

Keep you burning Kakenukete
Kono fuhai to jiyū to bōryoku no mattadanaka
No boy no cry Kanashimi wa
Zetsubō ja nakute ashita no manifesuto

We are living, living in the eighties
We still fight, fighting in the eighties

Doko mo kashiko mo kizudarake
Uzukumatte naitete mo hajimaranai kara
tough boy
Dotchi wo muite mo feel so sad
Dakedo shi ni wa itaranai
Jibun wa dō dai? tough boy

Koko wa eien no rokku rando
Kobushi wo nigirishime bokura wa deatta

Keep you burning Kakenukete
Kono kyōki to kibō to genmetsu no mattadanaka
No boy no cry Susumanakya
Ikioi wo mashita mukaikaze no naka wo

We are living, living in the eighties.
We still fight, fighting in the eighties.
We are living, living in the eighties.
We still fight, fighting in the eighties.



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Welcome to this crazy Time.
Welcome to this crazy Time.
You are a tough boy.
The more honest a guy is, the more he'd seem bad.
You are lucky that you are able to stay sane.
You, tough boy.

It is now the end of the century.
We met by chance at a sluggish street corner.

Keep you burning. Run through this cluster
of decay, freedom, and violence.
No boy no cry. Sorrow is not despair,
but rather a manifesto of tomorrow.

We are living, living in the eighties.
We still fight, fighting in the eighties.

Although you're covered in wounds,
sitting down crying will not get anything started,
tough boy.
Even if I feel sad no matter which way I face,
at least my death is not imminent.
How about you, tough boy?

This place is a rock land of eternity.
We, with tightened fists, met by chance.

Keep you burning. Run through this cluster
of madness, hope, and disillusionment.
No boy no cry. You must move forward
against the gradually strengthening headwind.

We are living, living in the eighties.
We still fight, fighting in the eighties.
We are living, living in the eighties.
We still fight, fighting in the eighties.



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