The Fifth
Slot machines ringing
Money flows out
But none for me,
Least lucky of the crowd
An old friend comes
He asks a favor of me
Such a great request
All at home depend on it
Everybody could fall
Into the abyss of the sound
Unless I raise my hand
And help them all out
A child with a head
Filled with dreams, not brains
Reminds me of my man
And brother of past days
An enemy arises
To kill the brainless child
He could die
If I don't act now
I won't let him win
The enemy must die
He threatens my village
I will fight to protect it
I've made up my mind
Because I am the fifth Hokage