Lyric

You say soft, I say firm

You like toast, I like to burn

You rise slow, I steam quick

But we both make the meal stick

You call me plain, I say you’re dry

Still we end up side by side

Rice & Bread, we clash again

You want the roll, I want the grain

Every bite, a battle cry

Flavor wars that never die

But maybe truth is what we dread

We’re more alike—Rice & Bread

You're in cafés with jam and shine

I’m in bowls with curry lines

You need butter just to glow

I’m the soul of every show

I hold chopsticks, you take knives

Still we both feed hungry lives

Rice & Bread, we clash again

You want the roll, I want the grain

Every bite, a battle cry

Flavor wars that never die

But maybe peace is just ahead

If I respect you—Rice & Bread

Different cultures, same old plate

We rise from love, not from hate

What if meals weren’t meant to fight

But to mix and make it right?

Rice & Bread, let’s end this feud

I’ll share my grain, you bring the mood

Together, rich and warm and fed

Harmony with Rice & Bread

No need to choose, no side to wed

We’re better both—Rice & Bread