Tokyo princesses revel in the scent of hamburgers
Sipping soda pop to the snappy techno beat
Kimonos dance in the background, in memories dead
Long-forgotten ancestors remind the girls of Zen in their slight whispers
But America's flag thumps too fast, too hard
Look what the Land of the Free offers
Glitter make-up, turquoise tights, and cheap corsettes
There's class in mini-skirts and cornerstore wigs
American class, American! the girls squeal
America--the sacred country the elders abhor
Geijin ga keerai desu
Geijin ga keerai desu
