More songs by 落日飛車 Sunset Rollercoaster
Description
Assistant: Bert Yen
Electric bass: Chen Hong Li
Organ, Piano, Saxophone: Huang Hao Ting
Drums: Luo Zong Long
Vocal Director: OHYOK
Assistant: Ryuto Suzuki
Arrangement: Sunset Rollercoaster
Lead Vocals: Sunset Rollercoaster
Acoustic Guitar: Zeng Kuo Hong
Electric Guitar: Zeng Kuo Hong
Producer, Recording: Zeng Kuo Hong
Programmer, Synthesizer, Vocals, Whistle: Zeng Kuo Hong
Synthesizer: Wang Shao Xuan
Additional Arranger: Yu Chien Wang
Mixing Engineer: Yu Chien Wang
Producer: Yu Chien Wang
Programmer: Yu Chien Wang
Composer, Lyricist: Tseng Kuo-Hsun
Lyrics and translation
Original
Every joke I've gotta hide.
Silence feels so loud. Growing like a pain inside.
Every morning feels in vain.
How's it gonna be?
Maybe it's gonna hurt sometimes.
Someday I'll be gone, you will see.
You'll know I was here, never free.
Now my humor's wrong.
Tell me how funny can be?
How big is it in me?
I took a pill, c'est la vie, and it makes me laugh.
Doctor says it's in my chest.
Is it fate or just a test?
Always guarantees comedy.
Misery's for me.
Now they drains my energy because of my enemies.
Good times.
Someday I'll be gone, you will see.
You'll know
I was here, never free.
Now my humor's wrong.
Tell me, how funny can be?
How big is it in me?
Every joke I've gotta hide.
The pressure's rising high. Sugar's killing me inside.
Every morning feels in vain.
How's it gonna be?
Maybe it's gonna hurt sometimes.
English translation
Every joke I've gotta hide.
Silence feels so loud. Growing like a pain inside.
Every morning feels in vain.
How's it gonna be?
Maybe it's gonna hurt sometimes.
Someday I'll be gone, you will see.
You'll know I was here, never free.
Now my humor's wrong.
Tell me how funny can be?
How big is it in me?
I took a pill, c'est la vie, and it makes me laugh.
Doctor says it's in my chest.
Is it fate or just a test?
Always guarantees comedy.
Misery's for me.
Now they drains my energy because of my enemies.
Good times.
Someday I'll be gone, you will see.
You'll know
I was here, never free.
Now my humor's wrong.
Tell me, how funny can be?
How big is it in me?
Every joke I've gotta hide.
The pressure's rising high. Sugar's killing me inside.
Every morning feels in vain.
How's it gonna be?
Maybe it's gonna hurt sometimes.