Shinjuku

by LABO Party

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released 01 December 2011
Eric Gordon and Kyle Levien - Music and Lyrics

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Two gaijin travel to Japan with guitars in tow.

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Track Name: C. C. Lemon
Kore wa, nan desu ka?
C. C. Lemon desu!
Kore wa, mizu desu ka?
Iie! C. C. Lemon desu!
Kore wa, ocha desu ka?
Iie! C. C. Lemon desu!

Beer, sake, choto mate..
Mizu, ocha, damesareta!?

Sore wa, nan desu ka?
C. C. Lemon desu!
Sore wa, mizu desu ka?
Iie! C. C. Lemon desu!
Sore wa, ocha desu ka?
Iie! C. C. Lemon desu!

Beer, sake, choto mate..
Mizu, ocha, damesareta!!

Ahre wa, nan desu ka?
C. C. Lemon desu!
Ahre wa, mizu desu ka?
Iie! C. C. Lemon desu!
Track Name: Death of Peter
As I sit here on tatami mat
I think about my semesters past

And I know that I was wasting my time
I know that I was wasting my time

And with life there always comes a death
Just like when all the actors are short of breath

And I know that I was wasting my time
I know that I was wasting my time

After Friday night's show something was different with you and I
In the makeup room you would always catch my eye

And I know that I was wasting my time
I know that I was wasting my time
Track Name: Refresh Corner
Between and after class, in this wood paneled haven
We all meet and relax, to escape our homes
Where they want us to go...

Lost luggage and gold, in the buses and corners
Never doing as told, but rather what we please
Under Suntory tease...

Crossing districts at night, under red light pollution
The hostess bars, oh no
Now we wanna go home...
Track Name: A Song For Scott Stumbo
The trains they weave a web in all ways
No lover or friend to occupy my days

The billboards we'd blur with blistering speed
The natives all glare but pay me no heed

The colors and sounds from our Shibuya walk
Everyone looks cool, but nobody talks

The trains they weave a web in all ways
No lover or friend to occupy my days