ナンセンス文学 (Literary Nonsense)

I can't get emotional, now I'm becoming cowardly
I wield this sharpened blade of words with a grin
Gushing high tension
Suck it in, suck it in, but you can't spit it out
Disgusted by your capriciousness

A midday rendezvous, bibbidi-babbide-boo
Let's pour love and loneliness into this heart
Now the heart has fallen ill
Today, all of us shall be reborn

We will become idiots, dancing on air
Forget about the present, rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
Let's dance and light up the night
Off with those tears, no sleep for us

To not tell any lies or slips of the tongue
To the me that's not me, rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
Even on the most melancholy of days
I want to reveal myself, as long as it's just you and I

Hey there young lady, right now you're becoming cowardly
Painted in a deep shade of black as it turned to ashes
Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, my heart pounds with a false sense of virtue
Hold on, you're joking?
XXX you and your lies

There is no real me
There’s nothing ‘like me’ or ‘not like me’
You and YOU all seem so interested in me
And surely you all have your own opinions
But they're all wrong, for there is no answer, you see
Why? Surely you don't think that you've made a fool out of me

To know love, and then to hurt each other
Even so, we rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
Let's open up our hearts, and bring light to this night
Off with those tears, no sleep for us

Today I'm singing again
To the me that's not me, rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
I've been saving my last weapon
I lost my composure when you laughed at me in scorn

I can't get emotional, don't fear now
With this sharpened blade of words I'm wielding, nothing will go to waste
Gushing high tension
Suck it in, suck it in, and spit it out
Fed up with your capriciousness

A midday rendezvous, bibbidi-babbide-boo
Let's pour love and loneliness into this heart
Before the magic wears off and withers away
Today, all of us shall be reborn

We will become idiots, dancing on air
Forget about the present, rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
Let's dance and light up the night
Off with those tears, no sleep for us

To not tell any lies or slips of the tongue
To the me that's not me, rat-tat-tat (rat-tat-tat)
Even with all those absolutely nonsensical things
I want to leave it up to you