NO.1 (album ver.) Lyrics & Tabs by UVERworld

NO.1 (album ver.)

guitar chords lyrics

UVERworld

Such dream can’t come true
You can’t be popular
This for all of you who came rushing back to us the moment we got successful

We are NO.1
A dream that can’t be spoken out fades away at an important moment
Soon you ready* to end it reluctantly without speaking of it
3. 2. 1
Tonight this superb song is our NO.1
You baby, in the end no one will lose
Scream out ‘guu’, the only sound in the world**
Every day yeah!　Love Psychic
I threw out the pages of this journey
Of us who who often lost hope into the basket
It’s the ability of satisfaction Beyond time
The believers only persuade

Of us who who often lost hope into the basket
It’s the ability of satisfaction Beyond time
The believers only persuade
(I'm just gonna let you shout)
Scream it out
It’s the magic of the pounding heart
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic
This is our unaccomplished punk’s dream
3. 2. 1
Tonight this superb song is our only one
You imitate, but it’s all good
There’s no other place you’d rather be invited to
Every day yeah!　Love Psychic
Would you feel this somewhere else in the world?
Out of pros and cons, only pros will come
We will leave our footprins in the new era
Yes you show, yes this, this time
The believers only persuade
(I'm just gonna let you shout)
There was no “Ready, go!” [?]
It’s the magic of the pounding heart
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic
Here it goes, our punk’s dream
NO.1
3.2.1
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic...
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic...
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic...
This is the first dream I had since the time when I was a school boy
The second one I was serious about was becoming a proffesional athelete
A dream that I couldn’t speak out clearly, faded away with time
Soon you ready* to end it reluctantly without speaking of it
As long as I was able to make friends in my life
I’ll sing of love on this never ending journey
We can’t let it end like this
The believers only persuade
(I'm just gonna let you shout)
Scream it out
It’s the magic of the pounding heart
Love Love Love Love Love Psychic
Here it goes, our punk’s dream