You got to put your past behind you (OST The Lion King)
Pumbaa: You know, kid, in times like this my buddy Timon here says, "You got to put your behind in your past..." Timon: {Waving arms} No. No. No. Pumbaa: I mean... Timon: Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. {to Simba} It's "You got to put your past behind you." Look, kid. Bad things happen, and you can't do anything about it, right? Simba: Right. Timon: {Pokes Simba's nose} Wrong! When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world. Simba: Well, that's not what I was taught. Timon: Then maybe you need a new lesson. Repeat after me. {Clears throat} Hakuna Matata. Simba: {Still lethargic} What? Pumbaa: Ha-ku-na Ma-ta-ta. It means "No worries."
{Full Song, no fade in except in marimba chords} Timon: Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze Timon: It means no worries For the rest of your days
{Timon pulls Simba over to a green bush and leans him back on it.} Both: It's our problem-free Philosophy Timon: { Filing down one of Simba's claws} Hakuna Matata!
{Spoken section over background} Simba: Hakuna matata? Pumbaa: Yeah, it's our motto. Simba: What's a motto? Timon: Nothing! What's a motto with you? Ahh ha ha ha... Pumbaa: {Laughing} You know, kid-- These two words will solve all your problems. Timon: That's right! Take Pumbaa for example.
{Back into song} Timon: Why, when he was a young warthog... Pumbaa: {Italian counter-tenor range} When I was a young wart hoooog! Timon: {Speaking, cleaning ear} Very nice. Pumbaa: Thanks! Timon: {Singing} He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal He could clear the savannah after every meal Pumbaa: I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind And oh, the shame Timon: He was ashamed! Pumbaa: Thoughta changin' my name [Oh, what's in a name?] And I got downhearted [How did you feel?] Ev'rytime that I... Timon: {Speaking} Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids! Pumbaa: {Speaking} Oh... sorry.
{String pizzicato. Simba looks into the camera, surprised.}
{Simba watches with growing interest as Timon hoists Pumbaa into a vine loop above his head, where he begins swinging.} Pumbaa and Timon: Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze Simba: {After becoming more and more enthusiastic, he finally joins in singing, a spotlight falling on him.) It means no worries For the rest of your days Timon: {Not singing, doing a vaudeville knee-slide up to Simba} Yeah, sing it, kid! Simba and Timon: It's our problem-free .......... Pumbaa: { Landing next to them, with a flatulent sound} ..................... philosophy... All three: Hakuna Matata!
{Timon pulls back a fern leaf, revealing a beautiful view of a rift-jungle. Waterfalls and rugged terrain make a beautiful view. Harp runs accentuate the scene.} Timon: Welcome... to our humble home. Simba: You live here? Timon: We live wherever we want. Pumbaa: Yep. Home is where your rump rests. Heh! Simba: It's beautiful. Pumbaa: {Loud raunchy belch} I'm starved. Simba: I'm so hungry I could eat a whole zebra.
{Timon is rather disturbed by Simba's want for meat-- a little bit taken aback and a little bit I-knew-this-would-happen.} Timon: Eeeahhah. We're fresh out of zebra. Simba: Any antelope? Timon: Na ah. Simba: {A bit desperate} Hippo? Timon: Nope. Listen, kid; if you live with us, you have to eat like us. Hey, this looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub.
{Timon has stopped in front of a log. Pumbaa forces it up with his snout, revealing many insects. Timon picks one up.} Simba: Eeew. What's that? Timon: A grub. What's