作词 : Ida Gard | |
作曲 : Ida Gard | |
I have two friends one is blue and one is bright | |
They're always fighting | |
I go forth and back I don't choose sides | |
I have two hands to hold | |
I've split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
I do everything I can | |
To be both a puppet and a hand | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn't care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She's louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
I recall one time we went to Germany | |
I was the driver | |
Turned the car around ‘cause they would argue constantly | |
My hands still hold that wheel | |
I’ll split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
But I won’t break my soul in half | |
Just to match what’s underneath my scalp | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn't care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She's louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
The left side of my brain wants to win, win | |
couldn't care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to make her give in | |
She's louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
I need them both to get things done |
zuo ci : Ida Gard | |
zuo qu : Ida Gard | |
I have two friends one is blue and one is bright | |
They' re always fighting | |
I go forth and back I don' t choose sides | |
I have two hands to hold | |
I' ve split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
I do everything I can | |
To be both a puppet and a hand | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
I recall one time we went to Germany | |
I was the driver | |
Turned the car around ' cause they would argue constantly | |
My hands still hold that wheel | |
I' ll split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
But I won' t break my soul in half | |
Just to match what' s underneath my scalp | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
The left side of my brain wants to win, win | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to make her give in | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
I need them both to get things done |
zuò cí : Ida Gard | |
zuò qǔ : Ida Gard | |
I have two friends one is blue and one is bright | |
They' re always fighting | |
I go forth and back I don' t choose sides | |
I have two hands to hold | |
I' ve split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
I do everything I can | |
To be both a puppet and a hand | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
I recall one time we went to Germany | |
I was the driver | |
Turned the car around ' cause they would argue constantly | |
My hands still hold that wheel | |
I' ll split my life in two | |
What I love and what I love to do | |
But I won' t break my soul in half | |
Just to match what' s underneath my scalp | |
The left side of my brain is a punk rocker | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to shock her | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
If only they would get along | |
The left side of my brain wants to win, win | |
couldn' t care less what people think | |
It takes more than reality to make her give in | |
She' s louder than a fire truck | |
And harder than a solid rock | |
I need them both to get things done |