Busshitsu no asa wa koronajō ni wa wo egaku Shibuki takaki adorenarin Gunshū wa nami nogotoku Oh DUSTOID DUSTOID Hokō wa ima kaiteki ka? Kagaku no egao shinapusu ni hi wo taki Chikatetsu no gēto e idomu Kūsō no chi o hashirase Oh DUSTOID DUSTOID Metoro wa ima kaiteki ka? Gunshū ni wa mienai Uchū no yuutiriti yo Mada minu kingudamu wo Ranchitaimu ni sasae Kikoenai uta utai Dusto no gotoki kimiyo Gunshū ni wa mienai Uchū no yuutiriti yo Hai! Busshitsu no asa wa himitsuri ni tsunagaru Nyūron no uta de mezame Sōzō no kagi shinobase Oh DUSTOID DUSTOID Ofisu wa ima kaiteki ka? English: The morning of the substance draws a circle like corona. Ssplashing adrenaline The crowd is like a wave. Oh, DUSTOID DUSTOID Is walking comfortable now? Science's smile, lighting a fire to synapses Challenge the gate of the subway Run through the imaginary land Oh, DUSTOID DUSTOID Is the metro comfortable now? It doesn't look like a crowd. It's the utility of the universe. KINGDOM I haven't seen yet. Support at lunchtime I can't hear you. I want to sing. You're like DUST. It doesn't look like a crowd. It's the utility of the universe. The morning of matter leads to secrets. Wake up with a neuron song The key to creation Oh, DUSTOID DUSTOID Is the office comfortable now?