Jet from America Touched down in Tokyo Taxi me to your rice wine Sons of the samurai Wait at the terminal Aim their cameras and fire Ohayo Tokyo ohayo Take one more photograph Invade my privacy But me one more Sapporo I am a troubadour Stripped of my dignity Raped and nailed to the wall Ohayo Tokyo Ohayo Tokyo ohayo I sleep beneath that eastern moon I want to hear your rising sun Sons of the samurai Wait in the terminal Aim their cameras to fire Ohayo Tokyo ohayo Tokyo Ohayo Tokyo ohayo Tokyo Ohayo Tokyo ohayo Tokyo