Takahashi Yukihiro [YMO]

An example of life in old Korea
The girl wouldn't let me take her picture
Dongdaemon
Kimpo Airport
An old man with a stick, in white baji chogori,
witl a black katsu on his head
The taxi driver kept asking if I wanted a woman
Highway wa kassoro
Myongdong St. has no neon signs
Roadside pillboxes with armed police in front
Kuni no hana wa mukuge
There is a curfew from midnight till 4
Haikara na Myongdong musume
From Busan you can see Tsushima
The speed limit for passenger cars is 37 miles per hour
Yakan no dorojo de no chusha wa
chushato o tento suru koto
Korea has air raid drill once a month
Tokyo-Seoul kan wa yaku nijikan
People over 46 speak Japanese

On the mask you're wearing
It's hairy and scary
Doesn't care to shield your fears
Only old, but just as cold

There is nothing in your eyes,
To mask the way you cry
All is bright, all is grand
Focus on me in your mind

On the mask you're wearing
It's hairy and scary
Doesn't care to shield your fears
Only old, but just as cold

There is nothing in your eyes,
To mask the way you cry
All is bright, all is grand
Focus on me in your mind

Is it me, is it you
Behind this mask I ask,
Is it me, is it you
Who wears another face

On the mask you're wearing
It's hairy and scary
Doesn't care to shield your fears
Only old, but just as cold

There is nothing in your eyes,
To mask the way you cry
All is bright, all is grand
Focus on me in your mind

On the mask you're wearing
It's hairy and scary
Doesn't care to shield your fears
Only old, but just as cold

There is nothing in your eyes,
To mask the way you cry
All is bright, all is grand
Focus on me in your mind

Is it me, is it you
Behind this mask I ask,
Is it me, is it you
Who wears another face

Tokyo! Tokyo! Tokyo!

T-E-C-H-N-O-P-O-L-I-S
Tokyo! Tokyo!