Turkey’s maNga—the rock-rap group that finished second at Eurovision 2010 with “We Could Be the Same”—are feeling totes rebellious. How else can you explain their new single “Rezalet Cikarasim Var,” which translates roughly as “I Feel Like Making a Scene.”
The song has a a tribal rock sound with heavy drumming, a bit of rap and some clear Anatolian influences. The angry sound seems even angrier after you read the English translation of the lyrics: “I’m peeved, I have objections/ I feel like leaving a car in traffic and running away/ Like escaping without paying the bill/ Like casting a love letter in ballot box/ Like knocking down their door on their heads/ I feel like making a scene, scene, scene.”
That explains why the official video, which you can watch below, follows an uptight banker in New York City—the capital of capitalism. Over the course of the video he says goodbye to convention and expectation. He loosens his tie, opens his shirt, and flees from all the pressure. We likey.
You can read the Turkish lyrics and English translation below, and watch the video.
Rezalet “Rezalet Cikarasim Var” — Turkish Lyrics
Herkes koyun her sey yolunda
Taskinlik yapan suclu illa
Sesini alcalt anana bagirma
Gicik oldum itirazim var
Sgradaki arabayg bgrakgp uzayasgm
Hesabg ödemeden basgp kacasgm
Oy sandgggna ask mektubu atasgm
Tabulargng baslargna ygkasgm var
Rezalet, rezalet, rezalet cgkarasgm var.
Elimde icki her yeri dolasasgm,
Damsgz almayana kafa atasgm,
Birine dik dik bakgp cgldgrtasgm
Serserilere kafa tutasgm
Yüzüme bakmayana tokat atasgm
Bana yol vermeyene celme takasgm
Cin olmadan adam carpasgm
Tabulargng baslargna ygkasgm var.
Rezalet, rezalet, rezalet cgkarasgm var.
Herkes koyun her sey yolunda
Taskgnlgk yapan suclu illa
Sesini alcalt; anana baggrma
Ggcgk oldum itirazgm var
Sgradaki arabayg bgrakgp uzayasgm
Hesabg ödemeden basgp kacasgm
Oy sandgggna ask mektubu atasgm
Tabulargng baslargna ygkasgm var
Rezalet cgkarasgm var
English translation / lyrics
I Feel Like Making a Scene
Everyone is a moron, everything is just right
always the rebel is the guilty one
lower your voice, don’t yell at your mom
I’m peeved, I have objections
I feel like leaving a car in traffic and running away
like escaping without paying the bill
like casting a love letter in ballot box
like knocking down their door on their heads
I feel like making a scene, scene, scene.
I feel like wandering everywhere with a drink in my hand,
like butting my head to those who don’t let the wifeless in*,
like staring fixedly at a person to drive him mad
like fighting back the bums
like kicking those who don’t look at my face
like tripping up those who don’t give way
like possessing people without being an elf
like knocking down their door on their heads.
I feel like making a scene, scene, scene.
Everyone is a moron, everything is just right
always the rebel is the guilty one
lower your voice, don’t yell at your mom
I’m peeved, I have objections
I feel like leaving a car in traffic and running away
like escaping without paying the bill
like casting a love letter in ballot box
like knocking down their door on their heads
I feel like making a scene.
I like it too.Perfectly described modern capitalism.