Sukiyaki teriyaki harakiri geisha sushi soba tenpura Fujiyama ninja

Watera dokkara dou mite mo nipponjin kyokutou namari no chinpanjii
Hitoe hana pecha? sore ga doushita hana wa hikui ga hokori wa takai ze
Mage mo katana mo nai keredo tsuranuite misemasu neo bushido
Kochitora hana kara harakiri joutou kiiroi yuute nametara akan de
JPN PRIDE...
Wasureru nakare aikokushin nagasareru nakare taikoku ni
Jirushi ni hi no maru Nippon ki bushido tsuranuku ippongi

Fukyou mo defure mo nan no sono hoshigarimasen katsu made wa
Wasurecha ikenee kamikaze tokkou hitotsu kibare ya shimaguni do-konjou
JPN PRIDE...
Hokori to iu na no takanesou onore no mune ni sakaseyou
Utsukushiku kabuku hana no you ni chiriyuku hi izuru hatamoto ni

Sakura sakura maichiru hana ni kokoro ubaware yume misaserare
Sakura sakura jimen ni ochita hana ni kizukazu tada fuminijiru aa...

Sukiyaki teriyaki harakiri geisha sushi soba tenpura Fujiyama ninja

No matter how you look at us we're Japanese, Asian-accented chimpanzees
Flat noses? So what? Our noses lay low but our pride runs high
We don't have topknots or katana, but our neo bushido will pull us through
From the start we've known harakiri rocks, don't look down on us and call us yellow
JPN PRIDE...
Don't forget your national pride, don't let the big countries take it over
Red circle on a white background, the Japanese flag; bushido on our one-track minds

So what if recession and deflation break out? We won't desire anything until we win
Don't forget the kamikaze offensive, go all-out just once with your island nation spirit
JPN PRIDE...
Let the high mountain grasses we call pride bloom in our hearts
Like beautiful flowers that sing and dance, scattering on the flag of the rising sun

Sakura, sakura, my heart is stolen by the flowers raining down, bewitched by dreams
Sakura, sakura, not even noticing the flowers on the ground, I just walk over them... ah

Sukiyaki teriyaki harakiri geisha sushi soba tenpura Fujiyama ninja

Watera dokkara dou mite mo nipponjin kyokutou namari no chinpanjii
Hitoe hana pecha? sore ga doushita hana wa hikui ga hokori wa takai ze
Mage mo katana mo nai keredo tsuranuite misemasu neo bushido
Kochitora hana kara harakiri joutou kiiroi yuute nametara akan de
JPN PRIDE...
Wasureru nakare aikokushin nagasareru nakare taikoku ni
Jirushi ni hi no maru Nippon ki bushido tsuranuku ippongi

Fukyou mo defure mo nan no sono hoshigarimasen katsu made wa
Wasurecha ikenee kamikaze tokkou hitotsu kibare ya shimaguni do-konjou
JPN PRIDE...
Hokori to iu na no takanesou onore no mune ni sakaseyou
Utsukushiku kabuku hana no you ni chiriyuku hi izuru hatamoto ni

Sakura sakura maichiru hana ni kokoro ubaware yume misaserare
Sakura sakura jimen ni ochita hana ni kizukazu tada fuminijiru aa...

Sukiyaki teriyaki harakiri geisha sushi soba tenpura Fujiyama ninja

No matter how you look at us we're Japanese, Asian-accented chimpanzees
Flat noses? So what? Our noses lay low but our pride runs high
We don't have topknots or katana, but our neo bushido will pull us through
From the start we've known harakiri rocks, don't look down on us and call us yellow
JPN PRIDE...
Don't forget your national pride, don't let the big countries take it over
Red circle on a white background, the Japanese flag; bushido on our one-track minds

So what if recession and deflation break out? We won't desire anything until we win
Don't forget the kamikaze offensive, go all-out just once with your island nation spirit
JPN PRIDE...
Let the high mountain grasses we call pride bloom in our hearts
Like beautiful flowers that sing and dance, scattering on the flag of the rising sun

Sakura, sakura, my heart is stolen by the flowers raining down, bewitched by dreams
Sakura, sakura, not even noticing the flowers on the ground, I just walk over them... ah