["hara-kiri" için şarkı sözleri]
[Giriş]
- Now, who's next?
Mr. Anderson, I see you sitting there in agony
Come on, Todd, step up. Let's put you out of your misery
- I-I didn't do it, I didn't write a poem
- Mr. Anderson thinks that everything inside of him is worthless and embarrassing
Isn't that right, Todd? Isn't that your worst fear?
[Enstrümantal Ara]
[Bölüm]
Ben hazırım, tek arzum var
Beni dibe göm ve mezarıma işaret koyma
Çünkü Allah'ın emri bu kadar kötü olduğunda
Hara-Kiri olmam maalesef şart
[Refrain]
Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum
Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum
[Nakarat]
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Sen günün birinde bir şeye çok sevinirsen
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Sen evet desen bile ben kahrolurum
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Hazinem zaten kan revan içinde
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Sen günün birinde bir şeye çok sevinirsen
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Sen evet desen bile ben sana yenilginin hissini açıklayamam
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Çünkü kendimi tanıyamıyorum
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Kendimi tanıyamıyorum
(Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum) Ben kendimi tanıyamıyorum
Kendimi tanıyamıyorum!!!
[Çıkış]
- ...a yawp is a loud cry or yell
Now, Todd, I would like you to give us a demonstration of a barbaric "yawp."
Come on. You can't yawp sitting down
Let's go. Come on. Up
You gotta get in "yawping" stance
- A yawp
- No, not just a yawp. A barbaric yawp
- Yawp
- Come on, louder
- Yawp
- No, that's a mouse. Come on. Louder!
- Yawp
- Oh, good God, boy. Yell like a man!
- YAWP!
- There it is! You see, you have a barbarian in you, after all
Now, you don't get away that easy
The picture of Uncle Walt up there. What does he remind you of? Don't think
Answer. Go on
- A m-m-madman
- What kind of madman? Don't think about it. Just answer again
- A c-crazy madman
- No, you can do better than that. Free up your mind
Use your imagination. Say the first thing that pops into your head, even if it's total gibberish
Go on, go on
- Uh, uh, a sweaty-toothed madman
- Good God, boy, there's a poet in you, after all
There, close your eyes. Close your eyes. Close 'em
Now, describe what you see
- Uh, I-I close my eyes
- Yes?
- Uh, and this image floats beside me
- A sweaty-toothed madman?
- A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain
- Oh, that's excellent. Now, give him action. Make him do something
- H-His hands reach out and choke me
- That's it. Wonderful. Wonderful
- And, and all the time he's mumbling
- What's he mumbling?
- M-Mumbling, "Truth. Truth is like, like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold."
- Forget them, forget them
Stay with the blanket. Tell me about that blanket
- Y-Y-Y-You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough
You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us
From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your
Face as you wail and cry and scream