Hi people I have a very nice song here, chinese song. This song is named "PK". So I'll go to the song straight.
词：姚若龙
曲：曹格
歌手：曹格、梁静茹
（男）你有坚持的事情 我也有我的个性
这次不让你
call我兄弟飙歌去
（女）跟两个人有关系 你却一个人决定
情绪谷底
约好姐妹喝香槟
（男）最恨别人对我不相信
（女）我向往的亲密是一起做决定
（男）干涉太多是囚禁
（女）沟通太少是疏离
（合）爱有千百万种定义
（女）三天不联络 和解要被动
（男）我不谈对错 假装没冷战过
（合）想在爱里当主key 要抢到麦克风 ♪
（女）三天泪狂流 残局你来收
（男）我虽然心痛 不能摊手低头
（合）心思拉扯中 PK寂寞 ❤
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NICE SONG RIGHT
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2- Anticipate
3- Deceive
4- Act Quick
5- Take Risks
6- No Mercy
The Man in the Bowler Hat
I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable man:
The man who sat on your right in the morning train:
The man who looked through like a windowpane:
The man who was the colour of the carriage, the colour of the mounting
Morning pipe smoke.
I am the man too busy with a living to live,
Too hurried and worried to see and smell and touch:
The man who is patient too long and obeys too much
And wishes too softly and seldom.
I am the man they call the nation's backbone,
Who am boneless - playable catgut, pliable clay:
The Man they label Little lest one day
I dare to grow.
I am the rails on which the moment passes,
The megaphone for many words and voices:
I am graph, diagram,
Composite face.
I am the led, the easily-fed,
The tool, the not-quite-fool,
The would-be-safe-and-sound,
The uncomplaining, bound,
The dust fine-ground,
Stone-for-a-statue waveworn pebble-round.
The man who sat on your right in the morning train:
The man who looked through like a windowpane:
The man who was the colour of the carriage, the colour of the mounting
Morning pipe smoke.
I am the man too busy with a living to live,
Too hurried and worried to see and smell and touch:
The man who is patient too long and obeys too much
And wishes too softly and seldom.
I am the man they call the nation's backbone,
Who am boneless - playable catgut, pliable clay:
The Man they label Little lest one day
I dare to grow.
I am the rails on which the moment passes,
The megaphone for many words and voices:
I am graph, diagram,
Composite face.
I am the led, the easily-fed,
The tool, the not-quite-fool,
The would-be-safe-and-sound,
The uncomplaining, bound,
The dust fine-ground,
Stone-for-a-statue waveworn pebble-round.
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