0001ちーたろ ★
2021/04/23(金) 20:50:38.43ID:CAP_USER9◆歌詞
ボクは何で捕まらなかったんだろう(Why Was I Let Go?)
逗子公園で米兵とつるんでマリファナやってたら
警官３人に囲まれたけど米兵にビビって
米兵も基地抜けて遊んでるから警官にビビり
お互いちょっと世間話して警官は去ってった
首と太ももの内側は死ぬからやめとけと言われ
イラつく医者の息子にキレてビール瓶で首殴り
殺人未遂逮捕され馬車道の検察に勾留
医者の親が世間体考えて告訴取り下げた
I was smoking weed with an American soldier in Zushi Park
Three cops surrounded us but they were scared of the soldier
The soldier was scared of the cops, because he was AWOL from his base
After a bit of small talk the cops let us go
They told us to stop messing with the neck and inner thigh because it could be fatal
Getting angry at an irritated doctor’s son I broke a bottle over his head
Arrested for attempted murder, I was held by a Bashamichi prosecutor
The doctor who was the plaintiff’s father, worried about his social standing, dropped the charges
「オマエ、もう来なくていいよ」と検察に言われ「なんで？」と聴きながら釈放
“You can go,” the prosecutor said. As I asked “Why?” he released me
クスリを売ってる反社の事務所にインタビューしろって
ディレクターに言われマイク隠して潜入レポーター
地下に連れてかれマイクの無線切れてアタフタしたら
反社にマイクがバレて「なにコレ？」と聞かれました
Told by my director to interview a drug-peddling mobster in his office
As a reporter I slipped in with a hidden mike. Led underground,
I lost the wireless connection on my mike and got flustered
I heard the mob boss say, “What’s this?” as he found the mike
「マイクだよ」と答えたら「オマエ誰よ？」と言われて「レポーターです」と答えた
“It’s a microphone,” I said. “Who are you?” said the boss. “I’m a reporter,” I replied.
まじでヤバってなったけどボクは何で捕まらなかったんだろう？
警官も医者も反社もカテゴリー的には一緒の部類なキャスティング
まじでヤバってなったけど何で指詰められなかったんだろう？
警官も医者も反社もとどのつまりは可愛げのある人間だからかなぁ
That was legit dangerous. So why wasn’t I kidnapped?
The cop, the doctor and the mob kingpin were all cast in the same category
It was legit dangerous, so why didn’t I get my fingers cut off?
I guess cops, doctors and crime bosses are all softies at heart
脚本書いてレポーターもこなして編集も
一人でヤッてると頭の中で伏線と回収の答え合わせがこんがらがっちゃって
I write the screenplay and edit it as a reporter
If I do it all alone, the foreshadowing and redemption become confused
まじでヤバってなったけどボクは何で捕まらなかったんだろう？
警官も医者も反社もカテゴリー的には一緒の部類なキャスティング
まじでヤバってなったけどボクは何で殺されなかったんだろう？
人生の幸せなんてさぁ所詮思い出になるネタの量で決まるけどね
場数の少ない奴らが居酒屋で人生語るの聴くと
ちゃんちゃらおかしいけどなんか可愛くて笑っちゃうんだよ幸せでいいね
That was legit dangerous. So why wasn’t I caught?
The cop, the doctor and the mob kingpin were all cast in the same category
That was legit dangerous. So why didn’t I get killed?
Happiness in life is decided after all by the stories that make up our memories
Listening to people who’ve had few experiences tell their life stories in taverns
Is absurd, but it’s cute and funny too. It’s good to be happy.
