Гермес: When I was four there was a hurricane in Kingston Town, With a foot and a half of water, Everyone was alright but I cried all night, It blew my alphabet blocks out of order,
And they said, «This boy's born to be a bureaucrat, Born to be all obsessive and snotty, » I made my friends and relations file long applications, To get into my 10th birthday party.
ЛаБарбара: But something changed when my man turned pro.
Гермес: I was sortin' but I wasn't smilin'.
ЛаБарбара: He forgot that it's not about badges and ranks.
Гермес: It's supposed to be about the filing! People!
We didn't choose to be bureaucrats, No, that's what almighty Jah made us, We treat people like swine, And make 'em stand in line, Even if nobody paid us!
They say the world looks down on the bureaucrats, They say we're anal, compulsive and weird, But when push comes to shove, You gotta do what you love, Even if it's not a good idea.
Zoidberg!
Зойдберг: They said I probably shouldn't be a surgeon.
Профессор: They pooh-poohed my electric frankfurter.
Лила: They said I probably shouldn't fly with just one eye.
Бендер: (mechanical voice) I am Bender. Please insert girder.
Гермес: Everybody sing Jamaica!
Все: Jamaica!
Гермес: Just the bureaucrats, Jamaica!
Бюрократы: Jamaica!
Гермес: The grade 19's!
Морган: Jamaica.
Гермес: Sing me home!
When push comes to shove, You gotta do what you love, Even if it's not a good idea!