| Song | Ode to Kevin Arnold |
| Artist | Ludo |
| Album | Ludo |
| 作曲 : Volpe | |
| I'm watching | |
| Kevin Arnold's | |
| Wonder Years | |
| Tearfully nostalgic for them days back in '69 | |
| When the world was all just me and | |
| PaulPlaying football in the street | |
| And Winnie | |
| Cooper was my love | |
| I'm watchin' | |
| Jerry Springer make me sick | |
| As America is throwing chairs again and | |
| I'm sittin' in mine | |
| It was you and me verses crappy | |
| T.V.Apathetic together and glued to the screen | |
| Just wasting each other's time, alone with you | |
| I feel my world is starving | |
| There's a metric-ton of | |
| Easy Mac in my soul | |
| You, you know it's not the | |
| MatrixThat's a movie and this is life, we're wasting here | |
| Do you remember the day | |
| I asked you to be mine? | |
| Fifteen years old, oh, | |
| God, I ached for you | |
| And I remember the way the sun looked on your hair | |
| All that honey-colored air, oh, oh, | |
| KateLet's not be weird | |
| Not be weird | |
| I watching | |
| Kevin Arnold's | |
| Wonder Years | |
| Squandering my wonder years away as the credits roll by | |
| This isn't my life, that wasn't my day | |
| Nor was Daniel | |
| Stern dictating what | |
| I should say | |
| I'd been waiting for my line, | |
| God, I feel so far away | |
| I feel my world is starving | |
| There's a metric-ton of | |
| Easy Mac in my soul | |
| You, you know it's not the | |
| MatrixThat's a movie and this is life we're wasting here | |
| Do you remember the day | |
| I asked you to be mine? | |
| Fifteen years old, oh, | |
| God, I ached for you | |
| And I remember the way the sun looked on your hair | |
| All that honey-colored air, oh, oh, | |
| KateI swear it's not too late | |
| To jump out of planes | |
| Go soaring against the sky | |
| I don't know why | |
| It's cool to be anti-everything | |
| But everything has left us here | |
| Where everyday is so unclean | |
| A Jell-O mold of mud and beer | |
| I wanna take you way back | |
| Where the sun is honey in the air | |
| Let's hurry up and leave today | |
| Before we both just slip away | |
| It'll be okay |
| zuò qǔ : Volpe | |
| I' m watching | |
| Kevin Arnold' s | |
| Wonder Years | |
| Tearfully nostalgic for them days back in ' 69 | |
| When the world was all just me and | |
| PaulPlaying football in the street | |
| And Winnie | |
| Cooper was my love | |
| I' m watchin' | |
| Jerry Springer make me sick | |
| As America is throwing chairs again and | |
| I' m sittin' in mine | |
| It was you and me verses crappy | |
| T. V. Apathetic together and glued to the screen | |
| Just wasting each other' s time, alone with you | |
| I feel my world is starving | |
| There' s a metricton of | |
| Easy Mac in my soul | |
| You, you know it' s not the | |
| MatrixThat' s a movie and this is life, we' re wasting here | |
| Do you remember the day | |
| I asked you to be mine? | |
| Fifteen years old, oh, | |
| God, I ached for you | |
| And I remember the way the sun looked on your hair | |
| All that honeycolored air, oh, oh, | |
| KateLet' s not be weird | |
| Not be weird | |
| I watching | |
| Kevin Arnold' s | |
| Wonder Years | |
| Squandering my wonder years away as the credits roll by | |
| This isn' t my life, that wasn' t my day | |
| Nor was Daniel | |
| Stern dictating what | |
| I should say | |
| I' d been waiting for my line, | |
| God, I feel so far away | |
| I feel my world is starving | |
| There' s a metricton of | |
| Easy Mac in my soul | |
| You, you know it' s not the | |
| MatrixThat' s a movie and this is life we' re wasting here | |
| Do you remember the day | |
| I asked you to be mine? | |
| Fifteen years old, oh, | |
| God, I ached for you | |
| And I remember the way the sun looked on your hair | |
| All that honeycolored air, oh, oh, | |
| KateI swear it' s not too late | |
| To jump out of planes | |
| Go soaring against the sky | |
| I don' t know why | |
| It' s cool to be antieverything | |
| But everything has left us here | |
| Where everyday is so unclean | |
| A JellO mold of mud and beer | |
| I wanna take you way back | |
| Where the sun is honey in the air | |
| Let' s hurry up and leave today | |
| Before we both just slip away | |
| It' ll be okay |