Hysteria, in its colloquial use, describes unmanageable emotional excesses. People who are "hysterical" often lose self-control due to an overwhelming fear that may be caused by multiple events in one's past[citation needed] that involved some sort of severe conflict; the fear can be centered on a body part, or, most commonly, on an imagined problem with that body part. Disease is a common complaint; see also Body dysmorphic disorder and Hypochondriasis. Generally, modern medical professionals have given up the use of "hysteria" as a diagnostic category, replacing it with more precisely defined categories such as somatization disorder. In 1980, the American Psychiatric Association officially changed the diagnosis of "hysterical neurosis, conversion type" to "conversion disorder".
For at least two thousand years of European history until the late nineteenth century hysteria referred to a medical condition thought to be particular to women and caused by disturbances of the uterus (from the Greek ὑστέρα "hystera" = uterus), such as when a neonate emerges from the female birth canal. The origin of the term hysteria is commonly attributed to Hippocrates, even though the term isn't used in the writings that are collectively known as the Hippocratic corpus. The Hippocratic corpus refers to a variety of illness symptoms, such as suffocation and Heracles' disease, that were supposedly caused by the movement of a woman's uterus to various locations within her body as it became light and dry due to a lack of bodily fluids. One passage recommends pregnancy to cure such symptoms, ostensibly because intercourse will "moisten" the womb and facilitate blood circulation within the body. The "wandering womb" theory persisted in European medicine for centuries.
Out of touch, out of reach yeah
You could try to get closer to me
I'm in love, I'm in deep, yeah
Hypnotized, I'm shakin' to my knees
I gotta know tonight
If you're alone tonight
Can't stop this feeling
Can't stop this fire
Oh, I get hysterical, hysteria
Oh can you feel it, do you believe it?
It's such a magical mysteria
When you get that feelin', better start believin'
'Cos it's a miracle, oh say you will, ooh babe
Hysteria when you're near
Out of me, into you yeah
You could hide it's just a one way street
Oh, I believe I'm in you, yeah
Open wide, that's right, dream me off my feet
Oh, believe in me
I gotta know tonight
If you're alone tonight
Can't stop this feeling
Can't stop this fire
Oh, I get hysterical, hysteria
Oh can you feel it, do you believe it?
It's such a magical mysteria
When you get that feelin', better start believin'
'Cos it's a miracle, oh say you will
Ooh babe
Hysteria when you're near
Come on
(Clara is reading the directions Fabrizio gave her)
Clara:
After lobby, after fountain,
go to Arno making left and left again to Tornabuoni all along
and then you see Museo
After lobby, after fountain,
Go to Arno making left and left again to
Tornabuoni
All along and then you see Museo
Right!
After lobby, after fountain,
Go to Arno making left and left again to
Tornabuoni
All along and then you see Museo, Museo
I wait for you in courtyard of Museo
Which is looking like a garden
Ciao
Fabrizio!
Ha!
Man:
Buona Sera
Clara:
That was a silly thing to do, Clara. Crap. I memorized it. Concentrate, Clara.
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la la la la
Man:
Ciao. Ti sei perduata? Mia Cara
Clara:
Ciao. Ciao, cara. Cara... that means dear. That means dear, sort of.
Oh, dear. Oh, crap. I know where I am!
Woman:
Do you look for the Medici Palace?
Clara:
No, thank you. Sono felice. I am fine.
Museo
Clara/Fabrizio:
La la la
La la la
La la la la
La la
La la la
La la la
Clara:
Fabrizio Naccarelli! Fabrizio Naccarelli! He's waiting for me! He's waiting for me!
Clara Johnson, 142 East Lake Street!
Clara Johnson, 142 East Lake Street!
Maragret:
Clara? It's alright, It's alright, I'm here. I'm her mother, madre, bene, va bene, grazie
Little Clara, little Clara
No more crying
Mama here now
Baby Clara, baby Clara
Hmm
Little Clara, little Clara
Hyper! Hyper!
Is everybody on the floor?
We put some energy into this place!
I want to ask you something... are you ready for the sound of Scooter!?
I want to see you sweat!
I said... I want to see you sweat!
Yeeah.
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
Excuse me! Where is the bass drum?
We need the bass drum!
Come on!
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
It's so beautiful to see your hands in the air!
Put your hands in the air!
Come on!
This is Scooter!
We want to sing a big shout to US, and to all ravers in the world!
...And to Westbam, Marusha, Steve Mason, The Mystic Man, DJ Dick, Carl Cox, The Hooligan, Cosmic,
Kid Paul, Dag, Mike VanDike, Jens Lissat, Lenny D., Sven Vath, Mark Spoon, Marco Zaffarano,... Hell,
Paul Elstac, Mate Galic, Roland Casper, Sylvie, Miss Djax, Jens Mahlstedt, Tanith, Laurent Garnier,
Special, Pascal F.E.O.S., Gary D., Scotty, Gizmo,... and to all DJs all over the World!
Keep the Vibes...
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
I'll have to ask you again... do you like it hardcore!?
Do you like it hardcore!?
We need the hardcore!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Hyper! Hyper!
It's bugging me, grating me
And twisting me around
Yeah, I'm endlessly caving in
And turning inside out
'Cause I want it now, I want it now
Give me your heart and your soul
And I'm breaking out, I'm breaking out
Last chance to lose control
It's holding me, morphing me
And forcing me to strive
To be endlessly cold within
And dreaming I'm alive
'Cause I want it now, I want it now
Give me your heart and your soul
I'm not breaking down, I'm breaking out
Last chance to lose control
And I want you now, I want you now
I'll feel my heart implode
And I'm breaking out, escaping now
How will we survive
They continue to ask
No one ever does
There's so much grief
In breaking for bread
Hysteria
All we've ever known
No birth without blood
No confusion without us
The book of nightmare carries the moan
You think it's funny
to keep me waiting
Well I'm not laughing.
It's so wrong, so wrong
It's got me feeling
under the weather
But you can cure me
It won't take too long, too long.
I need some of your time.
Need some of the only thing that makes me cum...
I like it when you touch me, touch me.
You keep me waiting so long, so long.
I like it when you touch me, touch me
Your kiss, your kiss, is curing my hysteria.
And you're my favorite
But I can't take it.
So come on over and hold on, hold on.
There is more to life than there's to see
It's my self-imposed priority
See the core and how it's thrilling me
Me and lunacy a unity
Upside down
Inside out
Can't you see I'm ready now
Hysteria
Panic striken public told a bunch of lies,
a city in chaos fearing for their lives,
tales of arms relations made worse than what they are,
informative discoveries - stories took too far.
Hysteria!
I can't believe what I hear,
money talks that's made clear,
chosen people signing forms,
state secrets they are sworn.
Cover up malicious killings,
dirty deeds done by the willing,
a woman killed in cold blood,
no one will tell even if they could.
Panic striken public told a bunch of lies,
a city in chaos fearing for their lives,
tales of arms relations made worse than what they are,
informative discoveries - stories took too far.
Hysteria!
So lonely for the taste of all the tears
You told me meant so much through out the years
If only you could tell your stranger friend
Everything you've heard and seen
Selling all her secrets on a television screen
I know you know that it's too late
I know you know you love to hate
Hysteria draped in red and white and blue
Mass media and you think you know its true
I've seen ya with your bouquets and your flowers
Screaming crying hoping lying
And when the chips are down you're gonna start denying
Sometime you're gonna stare us in the eye
And maybe see what's going on inside
Lately you've got nothing left to hide
Screaming crying hoping lying
Nine O'clock turn it on, turn it on and your spellbound
It's a t.v. movie and it isn't a letdown
Now "The Killer" is on, and they're nearing the takedown
Did you see her shoot one man while she was funning another?
What she conveniently reveals, as she is running for cover?
Now the killer is on the town, the avenger is at the shutters! Chorus
Eleven O'clock and the news is making me sorry
There's a killer over there, but you don't have to worry
- about all the bad things going down
Going down in a hurry
Chorus
She is taking the weight of the world and making it hollow
She touched my hand and made me a knight in her Harlem
She wants me to tell her
I mean to be silent
I see you smile half innocent
Add seduction, some blood, and then you don't feel anything
People lined up on the sidewalk,
anticipation in the air
the boys are checking out the young girls
the girls are fixing up their hair
When the moon is in the heavens
it's the city´s new light
you can feel the transformation
into the capital night
Hysteria ... hysteria . .. hysteria
The city clock strikes eleven
and the crowd pours in
someone shouts out the first round--
let the party begin
Lights are flashing on the dance floor
bodies shiver and shake
the big big boom of the bass drum--
like an earthquake
Hysteria . .. Hysteria .. .
The boys are jukin in the hallways
the girls are dancing with themselves
I called in for excitement,
and I found something else
The hand of fear
Wraps into a fist around my throat
I am helpless, powerless
It's grasp is unbreakable
A merciful master
Would have killed me by now
Some hidden trace of kindness
Sparing me this stranglehold
Fear tightens it's grip
Sqeezing the breath out of me
An eternity and finally
I pray for the place of the black
Fear dangels me on the edge
Easing only slightly
When unconsciousness threatens
Only to tighten once more
Finallyfear departs
Leaving me gasping for breath
Not sure if I should be grateful
She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine
Before the soldiers came
The life was cheap on bread and wine
And sharing meant no shame
She is awakened by the screams
Of rockets flying from nearby
And scared she clings onto her dreams
To beat the fear that she might die
And who will have won
When the soldiers have gone?
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
Before he leaves the camp he stops
He scans the world outside
And where there used to be some shops
Is where the snipers sometimes hide
He left his home the week before
He thought he'd be like the police
But now he finds he is at war
Weren't we supposed to keep the peace
And who will have won
When the soldiers have gone?
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
The Lebanon, from the Lebanon
I must be dreaming
It can't be true
I must be dreaming
It can't be true
And who will have won
When the soldiers have gone?
From the Lebanon, the Lebanon
The Lebanon, from the Lebanon
You think it's funny
to keep me waiting
Well I'm not laughing.
It's so wrong, so wrong
It's got me feeling
under the weather
But you can cure me
It won't take too long, too long.
I need some of your time.
Need some of the only thing that makes me cum...
I like it when you touch me, touch me.
You keep me waiting so long, so long.
I like it when you touch me, touch me
Your kiss, your kiss, is curing my hysteria.
And you're my favorite
But I can't take it.
So come on over and hold on, hold on.
...and now you're draggin' me along, along.
It's ticking in my head
When you try to explain what love is
It's getting on my nerves
When you make a lame excuse
Every single minute with you
Feels like hours
Still, I just can't seen to leave
I know you for sure
Refrain:
Hysteria - is rising in my veins
Hysteria - you're making me insane
I'm serious
I'll shut your mouth for good
It's ticking in my head
When you put your "I know better" face on
I don't give a damn
If you hide behind a smile
Can't believe you did it
And still your head is higher
I don't wanna know what's going on
When you sleep
Going down I'm waiting for tomorrow
Hardest surface digging under
Should I be really waiting for tomorrow
Tick-tock, sweat, switch up the fingers,
The silly integer's always on vacation.
I didn't think it was a bad idea,
I just couldn't figure out how to make the phone work.
That said, it was no different from the others,
Except that this is now and that was then and everything.
Seems to repeat in a cyclical pattern,
I hum myself to misery and wish these words against my pillow.
I will try not to lose control.
Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.
Rip scripts, slash, burn up the courage,
That tiny, yellow cat- always on vacation.
I wish I hadn't been so damn obscure,
I just try too hard for the perfect word score.
Can't stand it, end up cursing out the covers,
A little chain and people restless like an effigy.
Damn you, camera, lack of emotion,
I'll swing my blades at everyone,
Whack their heads and run for cover.
Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.
Come help me figure it out,
Come help me get it right this time around.
If you can figure it out,
Then you could help me loosen up, get me off the ground.
Hysteria, hysteria, it's happening again.
I fall apart, I fall apart, I'm back where I began.
If it were anybody else but you, I would not be afraid.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.
A total calamity, the choices I have made.