The lyrics of Cen Ning'er's "scrambled legs Blues"

Teddy kumpel & Ning Zida

Scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs

Let me scramble you

Scrambled me, scrambled you

Hear my scrambled blues

I can't cry. Cut an onion and fry an egg

The first meal at three thirty

Scramble me? Scramble me?

Oh I scramble you!

Don’t you get me wrong,

words are always misunderstood

I can't understand what to do

Fry an egg for breakfast at dawn

please have a seat, have a feast,

on my scrambled blues

Ham and cheese, cheese and cheese,

Would you like some mushroom?

Wait a minute, what is that? Oh my bad

you wanted an omelette instead

well that’s too bad, the world is scrambled,

scrambled like eggs

Producer Michael Ning (o.m.d) & yoyo sham

Singing production brandy

Kuningda, Italy

Resonator Guitar Solo Teddy Kumpel

Up right bass

Percussion Keita Ogawa

Stop & clapping Teddy kumpel

Recording Engineering

Dan Weiming / Teddy kumpel / Keita Ogawa

Studio lightsup studio, TPE

Mixing project Roman klun @ hishouse studio, NYC