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(Stlyrics.com) Dystery:Oliver and Company's
Why Should I WorryOne minute I'm in Central Park
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From the Bow'ry to St Marks
There's a syncopated beat
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise
I can improvise
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetsmart
I've got New York City heart
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore faire
Ev'rything goes
Ev'rything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoire faire
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
And Joseph: Lion King's
Hakuna Matata[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
[Both:]
It's our problem-free
Philosophy
[Timon:]
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 what, 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!
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.
[Pumbaa and Timon:]
Hakuna Matata!
What a wonderful phrase
Hakuna Matata!
Ain't no passing craze
[Simba:]
It means no worries
For the rest of your days
[Timon:]
Yeah, sing it, kid!
[Simba and Timon:]
It's our problem-free ...........
[Pumbaa:]
..................... philosophy...
[All three:]
Hakuna Matata!
Stlyrics.com divided the song up in two parts,but I think part on of
Pocahontas' Savages sums up the conflict between the Hunters and Rogues pretty well
[Ratcliffe]
What can you expect
From filthy little heathens?
Their whole disgusting race is like a curse
Their skin's a hellish red
They're only good when dead
They're vermin, as I said
And worse
[English Settlers]
They're savages! Savages!
[Ratcliffe]
Barely even human
[English Settlers]
Savages! Savages!
[Ratcliffe]
Drive them from our shore!
They're not like you and me
Which means they must be evil
We must sound the drums of war!
[English Settlers]
They're savages! Savages!
Dirty redskin devils!
Now we sound the drums of war!
[Powhatan]
This is what we feared
The paleface is a demon
The only thing they feel at all is greed
[Kekata]
Beneath that milky hide
There's emptiness inside
[Native Americans]
I wonder if they even bleed
They're savages! Savages!
Barely even human
Savages! Savages!
[Powhatan]
Killers at the core
[Kekata]
They're different from us
Which means they can't be trusted
[Powhatan]
We must sound the drums of war
[Native Americans]
They're savages! Savages!
First we deal with this one
[All]
Then we sound the drums of war
[English Settlers]
Savages! Savages!
[Ben]
Let's go kill a few, men!
[Native Americans]
Savages! Savages!
[Ratcliffe]
Now it's up to you, men!
[All]
Savages! Savages!
Barely even human!
Now we sound the drums of war!