Leaving footprints on your way to
the place you’ve been looking for
since you were seven
Sitting on a bus with green color windows
the world seems green just as it has always been
Your mustache grows longer
Your fingers grows stronger
The boys are gathering for a riot
they asked you to help
but you don’t consider them as friends
The fish you caught was poisoned with lead
You can’t eat it so you keep it as a pet
Your mustache grows longer
Your fingers grows stronger
Sing to the seven Sing for the seven
Singing with the seven