Goodbye, our Pastels Badges / さようならパステルズ・バッジ

bye！ goodbye our pastels badges

but it means some kind of happy birthday

hey, beatnik boys！ all you blue boys！

teenage kicks can't die

a postcard from Scotland says

it's still raining hard in the highland

though there's nothing going on

i hear the truck and train

now, let's have our fringe-hair cut

just like James Kirk did long ago

but our hairdresser should be a boy

and he should have three wishes in his heart

take, take off the badges from our anoraks

put, put them into the drawers

and we swear we'll never forget that feeling

so goodbye, goodbye

on the subway sometimes so sad

but a razor appears and cuts

yes, our lollipops were something pure

so let's take off our favorite shirts