Текст песни
They come from a land of mystery behind the setting sun!
Barbarians with hooked noses like mountain imps!
Giants with wild coarse hair and faces grey as the dead!
Americans?
Look how they glare!
Look how they aim their sorcerers' weapons directly at us!
Oooh, look, their leader, Commodore Matthew Calbraith Perry!
Surely he is the king of the demons, come to
Strike us blind and to devour our children!
In this darkest hour, who will save Japan?