歌手:幻想邦尼
专辑:《BRO KEN （专辑“坏了”英文版）》

作词 : 幻想邦尼
作曲 : 幻想邦尼
编曲 : 幻想邦尼
Eyes that go bad, a neck go bad
Prostate go bad, heart's go bad
Mind and soul, go bad
Born male, in '82, Yabuli's cold embrace,
Father, carpenter, mother, children's smiles to grace.
Moved to Beijing in '07, university halls I taught,
Evenings spent laboring, earning what life had wrought.
Now thirty-four, with teeth decayed, vision blurred by four,
Balding crown, neck pain endured, discs slipped, heart disturbed.
Daily, vitality wanes, despair in every breath,
Five years married, intimacy strained, life's fabric stretched.
A son arrived, three springs ago,
With him came strife, relations low.
In-laws' conflicts, a ceaseless tide,
Psychiatrists, fortunetellers, prayers, we tried.
Love, once warm, now a fractured tale,
Misunderstandings pile, hope fails.
hope fails.
Despair fills each waking hour,
Meaning in life, I can't empower.
Not just from marriage, I yearn to flee,
This world, it seems, holds nothing for me.
Love, once warm, now a fractured tale,
Misunderstandings pile, hope fails.
Despair fills each waking hour,
Meaning in life, I can't empower.
Not just from marriage, I yearn to flee,
This world, it seems, holds nothing for me.
Humor found in cartoons I create,
But no poem immortal, to mitigate.
Bad
Too bad
Really bad
Really bad
Too bad
Really bad
Too bad
Really bad