Blues Drive Monster

It's as though I've got something on my glasses
No matter where I look
Today, too, unchanging landscape
Disappoints me
What the heck kind of system is everyone using
To control their emotions
I felt as if I was going insane, and started crying
But I'm sane, I'm sure
Morning Station
I couldn't board the packed train.

The era of boys locking themselves away in rooms
Littered with keys
Slipping out from the radio
An electric monster
The speakers only whisper out
What you shouted at the top of your lungs
I saw the era's chosen hero
Vanquished before my eyes
Power Station
I'll give you as many volts as you want.

Blues Drive Monster
Can't you just smash up this melancholy world of ours?
I'm forever waiting.

Adults wrinkle their brows
Your laughing voice
And your footsteps, announced your arrival
Drawing slowly nearer
Those guys are holding a pistol
Aimed at your overlarge throat
To think that sort of thing would have any effect on you
Is so conceited
Radio Station
Destory the wall of illusions.

Blues Drive Monster
Can't you just smash up this melancholy world of ours?
I'm forever waiting.

How many times did you hoist dreams upon your shoulders
And run
Until the night turned into day.