In Shimokitazawa, down in ol' Japan
There lives a city girl, does as best as she can
She plays a black Gibson, slick as one can be
The one thing stopping her is anxiety
She played her first concert in a cardboard box
But she could play that guitar like she was drying her socks
Go Go! Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Bocchi B Gud
She used to be the sole guitarist in her band
Then Kita came along to lend a helping hand
Nijika gave her strength to be all she could be
Ryou writes the tunes, they all do it for free
She's never sung or wrote, far as we can tell
We'll see how far she goes without killing herself
Go Go! Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Bocchi B Gud
Her family says "Someday, you'll be drenched in fame
When you surpass kino, you won't be the same
Many fans will gather from miles around
Under a Starry night when the sun goes down
We know someday your name will be up in lights
Saying "Kessoku Band" tonight"
Go Go! Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Hitori Go-tou!
Bocchi B Gud
Parisian band wed bright indie rock hooks à to animated social critiques, battling existential malaise with synths, riffs, and dry wit. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 14, 2024