Two of a Kind -Cliff Clavin and the Newmans

For 17 years I’ve been grinding my gears
With a microphone in my hand.

And there’s nowhere to hide and you’re rarely surprised when you sing for a rock n roll band

Then you came along and you sang me a song
As sweet as a cosmic brownie

I know things are tough and you want to give up
Yeah, but you don’t get off that easy.

Because since you arrived, I’ve had to disguise
how I feel and how I care

And if you were a Bartlett and I was a Concorde
Wouldn’t we make the perfect pears?

We’d be two of a kind and when we are combined

We form a thunder-zord of respect and love. That nothing can rise above

And who cares where were going, if we know where were coming from?

I believe our worst days are behind us and the best are yet to come

Crumbling rocks and a lunch in a box
And a boss who would work me to tears.

That’s all I knew before I came to you
And a whole new world appeared.

A hell of a fist that’s attached to my wrist
And a punch that could knock your socks off

But I’ll never have to break bricks again
Cause you help me get my rocks off!

And when I hear you sing about brownies and things I think I couldn’t get much prouder

They can say that we’re simple and tell us to stop
But we’ll only sing it louder!

And sing two of a kind and when we are combined

We form a thunder-zord of Respect and love. That nothing can rise above

And who cares where were going, if we know where were coming from?

I believe our worst days are behind us and the best are yet to come

Because since you arrived, I’ve had to disguise
how I feel and how I care

And if you were a Bartlett and I was a concorde
Wouldn’t we make the perfect pears?

We’d be two of a kind and when we are combined

We form a thunder-zord of Respect and love. That nothing can rise above

And who cares where were going, if we know where were coming from?

I believe our worst days are behind us and the best are yet to come

Two of a Kind -Cliff Clavin and the Newmans