Timon & Pumbaa - You got to put your past behind you (OST The Lion King) | Текст песни

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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