Romaji

Uchi no goshujinsama wa oita ga osuki de
Nenjuu aza darake shoudokueki no nioi
Funwari karui wata de hizakozou wo naderu
Suyasuya neiki tateru made no aida

Shikaku wo maruku kaeru anata no ryouude wa
Kakumei to iu hori ga irodoku ukiagaru
Hako kara hato wo daseru majishan dewa nakute
Ryoute ni hitokuse aru kobu ga dekita

Tomu pankusu sakashima na dandii
Tomu pankusu burakku non shugaa
Tomu pankusu koyoi wa doko no kousou biru nagutteru no?
Tomu pankusu sakasama na heaa
Tomu pankusu akai ravaasooru
Tomu pankusu kyou koso kega shinaide modotte ne

Uchi no goshujinsama wa oita ga osuki de
Konya mo aza darake shoudokueki no nioi
Kiken ga hishimekiau tokai no mannaka de
Yo na yo na otoshimono wo sagashite iru

Tomu pankusu sakashima na dandii
Tomu pankusu burakku non shugaa
Tomu pankusu koyoi wa doko no chika tsuuro megutteru no?
Tomu pankusu sakasama na heaa
Tomu pankusu akai ravaasooru
Tomu pankusu ashita wa kega shinaide modotte ne

Moshi watashi ga koko wo hanarete kaerimichi wo wasureta toki mo
Tachidomarazu hashittete hoshii
Mou sugu kaeru yo omiyage ga aru no

Tomu pankusu sakashima na dandii
Tomu pankusu burakku non shugaa
Tomu pankusu koyoi wa doko no kousou biru nagutteru no?
Tomu pankusu sakasama na heaa
Tomu pankusu akai ravaasooru
Tomu pankusu kyou koso kega shinaide modotte ne

English

My husband likes to get into mischief
All year round, he’s covered in bruises and the smell of disinfectant hangs around
I caress his knees with light, fluffy cotton wool
Until I can hear his calm, sleeping breaths

On your arms, which can make a square round
I can see “revolution” tattooed in dark letters
You’re not a magician who can pull doves out of a box
You’ve got strange lumps on your hands

Tom Punks, a dandy who won’t see reason
Tom Punks, black, no sugar
Tom Punks, are you hitting a high-rise building tonight?
Tom Punks, you’ve got hair that can’t be tamed
Tom Punks, and a red lover’s soul
Tom Punks, don’t hurt yourself tonight, come back

My husband likes to get into mischief
Tonight, as usual, he’s covered in bruises and the smell of disinfectant hangs around
In the middle of the city, which is crowded witrh dangers
You’re searching for something you lost in the middle of the night

Tom Punks, a dandy who won’t see reason
Tom Punks, black, no sugar
Tom Punks, are you wandering around the underground streets tonight?
Tom Punks, you’ve got hair that can’t be tamed
Tom Punks, and a red lover’s soul
Tom Punks, don’t hurt yourself tonight, come back

Even if I leave here and forget how to get back
I don’t want you to stop running
I’ll be home soon, I’ve got you a souvenir

Tom Punks, a dandy who won’t see reason
Tom Punks, black, no sugar
Tom Punks, are you hitting a high-rise building tonight?
Tom Punks, you’ve got hair that can’t be tamed
Tom Punks, and a red lover’s soul
Tom Punks, don’t hurt yourself tonight, come back