| Song | Germany |
| Artist | Ida Gard |
| Album | Doors |
| 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 |
| 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 |