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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Airi Isoda
Additional Vocals
Frank Iero
Rhythm Guitar
Mikey Way
Bass Guitar
Jamie Muhoberac
Keyboards
Gerard Way
Lead Vocals
John J. Miceli
Drums
Raymond Toro
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Iero
Songwriter
Mikey Way
Songwriter
Bob Bryar
Songwriter
Gerard Way
Songwriter
Raymond Toro
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
My Chemical Romance
Producer
Andrew Schubert
Additional Engineer
Brad Townsend
Additional Engineer
Dan Chase
Recording Engineer
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Russ Waugh
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Rea
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Libretti
Drum Technician
Doug McKean
Recording Engineer
Alan "Ace" Bergman
Guitar Technician
R.J. Ronquillo
Guitar Technician
Todd "Youth" Schofield
Guitar Technician
Jamie Muhoberac
Sound Design
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
みんあ!
くるま わ まんたん だし
すーつけーす に わ ばくだん つめてーいる
じんせい わ みじかくて、 いく みち わ きけん が おーおい
だから おどろう!
Alright, alright!
Everybody pay attention to me
I got the answer
I got the answer, yeah
Street walkin' cheetah with a capital "G"
So get your hands up
Now get your hands up
Hide your eyes, we're goin' to shine tonight
Subatomic never get the best of me
Ain't a DJ goin' to save my soul (my soul)
I sold it long ago for rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh)
Drop the needle when the tape deck blows
I got to shout this out, so everybody knows
This ain't a party, get off the dance floor
You want the get-down, here comes the gang war
You're doin' alright, I got the answer
'Cause all the good times, they give you cancer
If we were all like you in the end
Oh, we'd be killin' ourselves by sleepin' in
So, hit the lights, I'll do it again
And keep your cars, and your dogs
And your famous friends well, alright
Slide up the faders when the cabinet slams
And get your hands up
Now get your hands up
Light up the stage and watch me kick out the jams
So, throw your fist up
Now throw your fist up
Ain't nobody goin' to take my life
Ain't nobody goin' to get the best of me
Ain't a preacher goin' to save me now
Grab a seat, I'm goin' to show you how
Everybody hit the pyro cue
We're goin' to blow this off, and show you what we do
This ain't a party, get off the dance floor
You want the get-down, here comes the gang war
You're doin' alright, I got the answer
'Cause all the good times, they give you cancer
If we were all like you in the end
We'd be killin' ourselves by sleepin' in
So, hit the lights, I'll do it again
So, keep your cars, and your dogs
And your famous friends well, alright
Well, alright
Well, alright
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, alright
We came to party, kill the party tonight
We came to party, kill the party tonight
Let's go!
ゆうめい に なりたい の?
まじ で?
えいえん と いきたい
わたし わ ばくはつ する!
This ain't a party, get off the dance floor
You want the get-down, here comes the gang war
You're doin' alright, I got the answer
'Cause all the good times
Give me, give me good times, people, tonight
This ain't a party, get off the dance floor
You want to get down, here comes the encore
If we were all like you in the end
Oh, we'd be killin' ourselves by sleepin' in
So, hit the lights, I'll do it again
So everybody get down (みんなと踊る)
'Til the party breaks down (からだ が いたく なる まで)
Now everybody get down (みんなと踊る)
Now everybody get down
'Til the party breaks down (からだ が いたく なる まで)
Tonight
Writer(s): Michael Way, Gerard Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, Bob Bryar
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