Pachacuti
Horrible Histories Lyrics
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All other tribes dreaded
My name means 'he who shakes the earth'
Not that I'm big-headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how I treat dead enemies
I drink from their skull
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Pull out their teeth whole
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Turn teeth into charms
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Make flutes out of their arms
(Pachacuti!)
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
The rocks they are my warriors
I then used to boast
And that little lie helped us win wars
But violence helped the most
I drink from their skull
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Pull out their teeth whole
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Turn teeth into charms
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Make flutes out of their arms
(Pachacuti!)
If you were a rival chief
We'd kill you fast and then
We'd stuff you like a scarecrow
But one for scaring men
Then we'd rest your bony fingers on
The stretched skin of your belly
And in the breeze, they'd tap that tum
Like a drummer, but more smelly!
Drink from their skull
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Pull out their teeth whole
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Use their skin as a drum
(Do the Pachacuti!)
I've never had so much fun!
(Pachacuti!)
The song "Pachacuti" by Horrible Histories is about the Incan lord of the same name. The lyrics talk about how Pachacuti gained his reputation as a warrior and conqueror. He was feared by other tribes and was known for his brutality towards his enemies, especially in death. Pachacuti would drink from the skulls of his enemies, pull out their teeth and turn them into charms, and even make flutes out of their arms. He also used rocks on a hillside to make it appear as if they were his warriors to intimidate his rivals. His willingness to engage in violence helped him win many wars.
The song intends to show how Pachacuti was a fearsome and ruthless leader, who had a significant impact on Incan history. The tone of the song is humorous and light-hearted, which is in contrast to the violent nature of the lyrics. Humor is used to lighten the mood and make it somewhat easier to digest the violent, and gruesome details. Overall, the song educates the audience about the culture and history of the Incas and their brutal ways of war.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm Pachacuti, the Incan lord
I am Pachacuti, the ruler of the Incas
All other tribes dreaded
All other tribes feared me
My name means 'he who shakes the earth'
My name means 'earthquake'
Not that I'm big-headed
Not that I'm conceited
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
When it comes to conquering neighboring lands
I was the type to risk it
I was the type to take a chance
But it's how I treat dead enemies
But it's how I treated dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
That was particularly gruesome
I drink from their skull
I drink from my enemies' skulls
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Pull out their teeth whole
I remove their teeth intact
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Turn teeth into charms
I turn their teeth into decorations
(Do the Pachacuti!)
Make flutes out of their arms
I create musical instruments from their arms
(Pachacuti!)
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
Once, my troops hid on a hillside
To cause a rival strife
To instigate conflict with a rival tribe
And when they jumped out, it looked like
And when they jumped out, it appeared as though
The ground had come to life
The ground was alive with warriors
The rocks they are my warriors
I claim the rocks as my warriors
I then used to boast
I used to brag
And that little lie helped us win wars
And that small fabrication assisted us in winning battles
But violence helped the most
But violence was the key factor
If you were a rival chief
If you were a rival tribe leader
We'd kill you fast and then
We would kill you quickly and then
We'd stuff you like a scarecrow
We would stuff your body like a scarecrow
But one for scaring men
But for the purpose of intimidation
Then we'd rest your bony fingers on
Then we would place your bony fingers on
The stretched skin of your belly
The taut skin of your stomach
And in the breeze, they'd tap that tum
And in the wind, they would tap your stomach
Like a drummer, but more smelly!
Like a drummer, albeit with a repugnant scent!
Use their skin as a drum
I use their skin as a musical instrument
(Do the Pachacuti!)
I've never had so much fun!
I never had so much amusement!
(Pachacuti!)
Contributed by Adeline V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@Delightfully_Bitchy
Lyrics, for those who need it. π
I'm Pachacuti, the Incan lord
All other tribes dreaded
My name means "he who shakes the earth"
Not that I'm big-headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how I treat dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
The rocks they are my warriors
I then used to boast
And that little lie helped us win wars
But violence helped the most
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
If you were a rival chief
We'd kill you first and then
We'd stuff you like a scarecrow
But one for scaring men
Then we'd rest your bony fingers on
The stretched skin of your belly
And in the breeze, they'd tap that tum
Like a drummer, but more smelly
Drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Use their skin as a drum (Do the Pachacuti)
I've never had so much fun! (Pachacuti!)
@maskyclockwork
As a peruvian I approve this message
@minnie10434
Watching documentary on Machu pichu, mentioned pachacuti and thought immediately of this song π
@Delightfully_Bitchy
Lyrics, for those who need it. π
I'm Pachacuti, the Incan lord
All other tribes dreaded
My name means "he who shakes the earth"
Not that I'm big-headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how I treat dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
The rocks they are my warriors
I then used to boast
And that little lie helped us win wars
But violence helped the most
I drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Turn teeth into charms (Do the Pachacuti)
Make flutes out of their arms (Pachacuti!)
If you were a rival chief
We'd kill you first and then
We'd stuff you like a scarecrow
But one for scaring men
Then we'd rest your bony fingers on
The stretched skin of your belly
And in the breeze, they'd tap that tum
Like a drummer, but more smelly
Drink from their skull (Do the Pachacuti)
Pull out their teeth whole (Do the Pachacuti)
Use their skin as a drum (Do the Pachacuti)
I've never had so much fun! (Pachacuti!)
@kuusoowkuus
Ty
@Delightfully_Bitchy
@@kuusoowkuus Yw :)
@Therian32481love
Ty I needed this
@carterdunlap9957
And I thought the Aztecs were done chaotically! The Inca are even more chaotic than I imagined!
@carlbirtles4518
0:43 FLUTE SOLO!
@whatsanenigma
So creepy...I love it!
@FinnIsSleepy
This song is so fire it got arrested for committing arson