(So tired)

I get on leaving cheap time

I'm never satisfied

On a 3 hours a.m TV show,

What was given off from your lips was sex appeal

 

(Bitch)

I shoot down your hyper lady's appearance

I'm never satisfied

Only five minutes of celebration

Let's disappear until friday morning !

 

Cinderella of passed midnight...

You don't have anymore glass slippers

 

Elite style Pinocchio's nose

Breaks and becomes ash

In the DNA of clock's mechanism,

Wooden manequin's babble goes nine to five

 

At this time sun that burns me

Drags on setting

Hanging time is drawing closer,

Let's repulse it until we have counted to three !

(1,2,3, you got it !!)

 

From New York to my bedroom,

A black curtain hides velvet night

 

Hey ! Celebration !

Ring a bell ! Swing your heart ! Sing a song !

Hey ! Celebration !

Throw away ! Sail away ! Shout it out !

Come on ! Celebration !

Purple smoke and illusion

Stand up ! Revolution !

Let's set fire to the limousine !

 

When the clock struck at the midnight,

The coach turned into a pumpkin and

The dress became a rug !

And only a glass slipper was left behind.

Suddenly Cinderella crushed it and

She kicked her fuckin' old stepmother out.

And, she started for the real celebration

That would start very soon.

 

In this city where moon was laughing,

The final voice did not rise