I realize the screaming pain Hearing loud in my brain But I'm going straight ahead with the scar Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me So am I 「忘れてしまえばいいよ 感じなくなっちゃえばいい」 擦りむいた心に蓋(ふた)をしたんだ 「傷ついたって平気だよ もう痛みは無いからね」 その足を引きずりながらも 見失った 自分自身が 音を立てて 崩れていった 気付けば風の音だけが... 伝えに来たよ 傷跡を辿って 世界に押しつぶされてしまう前に 覚えてるかな 涙の空を あの痛みが君の事を守ってくれた その痛みがいつも君を守ってるんだ Can you hear me So am I

Little girls, little girls Everywhere I turn I can see them Little girls, little girls Night and day I eat, sleep and breathe them I'm an ordinary woman with feelings I'd like a man to nibble on my ear But I'll admit no man has bit So how come I'm the mother of the year? How I hate little shoes, little socks And each little bloomer I'd have cracked years ago If it weren't for my sense of humor Some women are dripping with diamonds Some women are dripping with pearls Lucky me, lucky me Look at what I'm dripping with Little girls Little cheeks, little teeth Everything around me is little If I wring little necks Surely I would get an acquittal Some day I'll step on their freckles Some night I'll straighten their curls Send a flood, send the flu Anything that you can do to little, little, little Little, little, lit-, little Little girls Some day I'll land in the nut house With all the nuts and the squirrels There I'll stay tucked away Till the prohibition of little girls

Good times and bum times, I've seen them all And, my dear, I'm still here Plush velvet sometimes Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes Strummed ukuleles, sung the blues Seen all my dreams disappear but I'm here. I've slept in shanties, guest of the W.P.A., but I'm here Danced in my scanties Three bucks a night was the pay, but I'm here I've stood on bread lines with the best Watched while the headlines did the rest In the depression was I depressed? Nowhere near, I met a big financier and I'm here I've been through Gandhi, Windsor and Wally's affair, and I'm here Amos 'n' Andy, Mah-jongg and platinum hair, and I'm here I got through Abie's, Irish Rose, Five Dionne babies, Major Bowes Had heebie-jeebies for Beebe's, Bathysphere I got through Brenda Frazier, and I'm here I've gotten through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover Gee, that was fun and a half When you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover Anything else is a laugh I've been through Reno, I've been through Beverly Hills, and I'm here. Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool I should've gone to an acting school, that seems clear Still someone said, "She's sincere", so I'm here Black sable one day, next day it goes into hock, but I'm here Top billing Monday, Tuesday, you're touring in stock, but I'm here First you're another sloe-eyed vamp Then someone's mother, then you're camp Then you career from career to career I'm almost through my memoirs, and I'm here I've gotten through, "Hey, lady, aren't you whoozis? Wow, what a looker you were" Or better yet, "Sorry, I thought you were whoozis Whatever happened to her?" Good times and bum times, I've seen 'em all And, my dear, I'm still here Plush velvet sometimes Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here I've run the gamut, A to Z Three cheers and dammit, C'est la vie I got through all of last year, and I'm here Lord knows, at least I was there, and I'm here Look who's here, I'm still here

And so, young Prince Waldere, after having slain the dragon Fafner, rescued the princess Grigga And together they mounted his horse Trigga, and rode off to the castle Wunderbar Where they were married, and lived happily ever after Well I'm glad They all lived happily, happily, happily ever after The couple is happily leaving the chapel eternally tied As the curtain descends, there is nothing but loving and laughter When the fairy tale ends the heroine's always a bride Ella, the girl of the cinders did the wash and the walls and the winders But she landed a prince who was brawny, and blue-eyed, and blond Still, I honestly doubt that she could ever have done it without that crazy lady with the wand Cinderella had outside help! I have no one but me Fairy godmother, godmother, godmother! Where can you be? I haven't got a fairy godmother I haven't even got a godmother I have a mother, a plain, ordinary woman! Snow White was so pretty they tell us That the queen was insulted and jealous When the mirror declared that Snow White was the fairest of all She was dumped on the border, but was saved by some men who adored 'er Oh, I grant you, they were small But there were seven of them! Practically a regiment! I'm alone in the night By myself, not a dwarf, not an elf, not a goblin in sight! That girl had seven determined little men working day and night just for her! Oh sure! The queen gave her a poisoned apple Even so she lived happily, happily, happily every after! A magical kiss counteracted the apple eventually Though I know I'm not clever, I'll do what they tell me I hafta! I want some happily ever after to happen to me! Rapunzel had platinum tresses that were double the length of her dresses She was kept in a tower for years by a wicked old witch 'Til one night in despair, down she scrambled, by letting her hair down That's what I call, quite a switch I wonder No, that'll never do I'll be finished before I begin And besides, I down wanna get out! I wanna get in! I wanna live happily, happily, happily ever after I wanna walk happily out of the chapel eternally tied For I know that I'll never live happily ever after 'til after I'm a bride! Then I'll be happily happy Yeah happily happy! And thoroughly satisfied!

Why, oh why, oh why, oh Why did I ever leave Ohio? Why did I wander to find what lies yonder When life was so cozy at home? Wondering while I wander Why did I fly? Why did I roam? Oh why, oh why, oh Did I leave Ohio? Maybe I'd better go O-h-i-o Maybe I'd better go home Mother, this song still doesn't explain Why you abandoned your children Ohio was stifling And we couldn't wait to get out of the place And I told you, Sue "We're going to be hunting Nazis" And Pop said, "Sue, this might take a little while" Well those Nazis are slippery And me hunting them down in Lima, Peru And we'd get postcards from Niagara Falls While I'm stalking Mangala in Boluvene Malls Three times a year we'd get crackling phone calls Happy Birthday Hunting Nazis Merry Christmas Hunting Nazis Homesick Abandoned Heartsick Neglected Thank heavens, we're free! Why, oh why, oh why, oh Why did I ever leave Ohio? Oh, why oh, why oh Did I leave Ohio? Maybe I'd better stay Home