Erich Sellheim has been doing immensely impressive German language covers and his channel is not monetized so it is quite a pleasure to watch. They’re Not Laughing At Me Now is one of the many songs that I really admire and appreciate from EC’s landmark album Hey Clockface. It’s a landmark for me because it started to show me he wasn’t what the media had been showing me about him. How wrong I was infuriates me. But I believed my eyes! What a mistake!
I hear this song as if it’s sung by Napoleon (but it’s vague). Jokes have been used as a weapon to diminish Napoleon all along and the real jokesters have been trying to take the power of comedy from the rest of us with all their fake morality and word games. The key is IGNORING them as much as possible. The more they chase us around with their BS, the less it will be endured.
Niemand lacht mehr über mich text
Sag mir, wie das so ist
In der Stunde der Verblendung, dem Moment, wenn man verdrangt
Ihn zu spürn, all den Hass dieser bösen Fremden Deine Freundschaft hast du ihn'n geschenkt Sagst du jetzt, wo der Vorhang sich senkt:
„Niemand lacht mehr über mich"?
Schau, der Rest von Girlande Von Lorbeerkranz und Blumensträußen stirbt und schwindet schon
Du verlorst dich im Nebel aus Feiertag und Ritterschlag
Anstatt von Judaslohn
Wie sagst du jetzt mit eisernem Ton:
„Niemand lacht mehr über mich"?
Ich geb dir die Hand, wenn sie keine Faust mehr ist Wenn ich bloß ein Ehrenmann, wenn ich bloß ein Christ war
Ich will's nicht riskieren, lieber nicht Weil du mein'n Nam'n kennst, ich heiß „Mister" für dich
Wieder dort, wo's begann
Du schaust mich so strafend an
Du hängst die Fähnchen, glaubst, ich bleib häng'n wie sie
Und all das in 'ner Sprache
Die ich sehr wohl versteh, doch sprechen könnte ich sie
nie
Und so überlass ich es dir
Dies Gelaut dröhnt entsetzlich in mir Ich frag mich, bist du dort oder hier?
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"They're Not Laughing At Me Now" lyrics
Tell me, how does it feel?
In the hour of deception and the moment of pretend
To be scorned by those rank and those unkind strangers
You were fool enough to call your friends
Will you say as the curtain descends?
"They're not laughing at me now"
When the last of the garlands and laurel crowns
And fine bouquets have all been swept away
You were lost in the smokescreens of cavalcades
And accolades instead of traitor's pay
Where will you find the courage to say?
"They're not laughing at me now"
You could shake my hand
If I could unfold my fist
If I were a gentleman
If I were a Christian
But I wouldn't risk it
Why would you?
You know my name now
And it's "Mister" to you
Now we're back at the start, no forgiveness in your heart
You turned your coat and asked me to turn my cheek
And it's all in a language
That I can understand but never bring myself to speak
I'll leave it to you, if you dare
It's a peal too appalling to bear
I wonder if you're here or you're there
They're not laughing at me now
They're not laughing at me now
They're not laughing at me now