They sang a song in Tokyo,
As drunk as drunk could be,
But needed one more voice, and so
That happened to be me
We shut down bars in Shinjuku,
And in Roppongi, too;
And I don’t really drink, but then
You just do what you do
The lights were bright, the music loud,
The laughter flowing free;
I stumbled in at six a.m.
I’m sure, a sight to see
They sang a song in Tokyo,
You should have heard it, too —
With me on second baritone,
A one-night
Bomber
Crew
To share is human:
