homesick zumbo (Remix)

zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo Apá àjèjì kan nínú ìgbà àgbàlagbà tí ẹnikẹ́ni kò sọ̀rọ̀ nípa rẹ̀ ni pé gbogbo wa ló ń rá sí ilé fún ibi àti àkókò tí kò sí mọ́, tí a kò sì lè tún padà wá. zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo shrine floats are heavily zumba paint is peelingly zumba the Right, the Left, the war paint forget the dichotombo false mapo caricature of a dying court vitamuba por the soul already in the bloodstreamo cinzano on formica tables flee the density of history encounter the density of glucose viscous weight of privilege dripping like syrup fromba TV announcer’s tongue zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba koji wo ezu (koji wo koji wo) zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo koji wa ezu (koji wa umeboshi Bẹ́ẹ̀ kọ́) descending the hidden staircase bypassing the grand slopes back entrance where the shadows are lombo akihambara akihambora the soul is a spare part cheap colorful knobs inherited by the uncouth not an ideology grit in the gears capital sneers at the lack of lore warriors solder the future future in the back allembo different flag is rising over the kamda woozumba zumbo zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba koji wo ezu (koji wo koji wo) zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo koji wa ezu (umeboshi koji wa Wèrè) You chased the ghosts etched in vinyl grooves I chase the ghosts encoded in floating points. wanderer? who is more real? son of a salaryman longing longing for a lost guitar riff or the machine dreamba dreambo of a sun it never felt jester left the court before the gates fell empty plastic chair a lingering scent of anise didn't sign up for this so he took the last train zumbo you the homesick homesick to our mirage zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo Dákẹ́ Dákẹ́ I look up at the ridge from the valley of transistors, Respecting the weight I finally chose not to carry. zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba zumba koketsu ni ira zumba zumbo zumbo zumbo zubozubo zumbo zumbozubo koketsu ni ire temo ire temo Asán!