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Dance!
Dance to dancing
To German prancing
To fuckin' France and
All the rest.
Dance to decadence
Dance to the train
that runs through my mind
Searching for the snake
running into my behind
Dance
A dance
A fairy dance
A dance that will surf
into man's hole
A dance that -- turn man's hole
into man's soul
A dance
to all the dead people
who say: "Hey,
don't forget
We are the ones
Who create the earth's sweat."
A dance
A muddy fucky dance
A muddy track
A muddy slice into the crack
Of god's homosapian whack
Oh yes, the flowers
they will grow
And they will show us
how to blow
In the wind
Like a Dylan(?) fog
Like a fuggy wog (vermiefter Kanacke)
Like the sky will come down
and rain the mud
The muddy tracks
The muddy wax
Oh yes, a dance
A fucky wucky dance
A dance to America's
pha(s)tic
plastic
plastic
holes in disguise
in disguise
In Judy's eyes
In Judy's eyes
Judy in disguise.
Oh yeah, you know
I dance to the film
That captures my fucking
million ants
Crawling through the rocks
Of my prehistoric mind
To a dance
A dance
A dance to the teeth
That are in the bucket of my head
A dance
A dance
A dance to the puppet of meat
That sways its head
over to its feet
And sneezes: "Hello,
I love you,
Won't you tell me your
beautiful fucking name?
You American insane chicks
and dicks
Together we will click
Into the great golf ball
In the sky
Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance!
Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance!
And DIE!
I went away
to see an old friend of mine
His sister came over
she was out of her mind
She said Jesus had a twin
who knew nothing about sin
Then she's laughing like crazy
at the trouble I'm in.
Her light eyes were dancing
she is insane
Her brother says she's just a bitch
with a golden chain
She keeps coming closer
saying "I can feel it in my bones
Schizophrenia
is taking me home."
My future is static
It's already had it
I could tuck you in
We can talk about it
I had a dream
And it split the scene
But I got a hunch
It's coming back to me
People
of the universe!
Tonight
Tonight will be the night
that the skies will open
and spray forth
the divine hand with poison finger
and say everybody:
You're not just a duck
You're human!
You saw that lady on the bike that---?
You are human!
Go forth!
Go forth and thrash!
This is out of our range
This is out of our range
This is out of our range
And it's grown.
This is getting to be
This is getting to be
This is getting to be
like drone.
I'm a negative creep
You're a negative creep
We're all negative creeps
She feels stoned.
I'm a negative creep
You're a negative creep
I'm a negative creep
Daddy's little girl
ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl
ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl
ain't a girl no more
Daddy's little girl
ain't a girl no more
This is out of our range
And it's grown.
Getting to be
a drone.
Negative creep
and I'm stoned.
Negative creep
This tour, I mean...
The way I see it is
this tour to me it's like a dare.
You know.
Cause I know this kids out there
and they have the same --
They have the same feelings
To me it's like --
It's like us and Nirvana
and all the other bands
that we are going to be playing with
to us it's like --
It's like a dare to our parents,
it's a dare
to the
the Bush administration,
it's a dare to the KGB
who have overthrown Gorbachev
this morning as we speak.
God knows what it's going
to be like in the future.
And the future to us --
is a dare.
So to us --
I mean fuck 'em
Fuck 'em all!
I wonder where
Sonic Youth is playing tonight.
I wonder what festival
they are playing with Nirvana tonight.
Yes, woof woof,
I will see Sonic Youth tonight.
Yes, woof, where is Sonic Youth
playing tonight?
Yes, yes.
Here we are playing with Gumball
and Nirvana
This picture represents the fact
that it's a live gig.
See, this is the lead singer
singing live.
It's live.
You know, it's not clone,
it's not fake
This shit's fucking
live, man!
"Take my hand" he said to me
Follow now or you'll be damned
Let's go to the other side
Let's go to the other side
Great balls of simplicity
Great balls of simplicity
Brother James gave 'em to me
Brother James gave 'em to me
I don't need 'em anymore
Don't go knockin' at my door
I don't need 'em anymore
Don't go knockin' at my door.
Take my hand, you might as well
We're going straight to hell
I don't wanna hang around
Won't you stick yr head in the ground
Those grapes, I shall
eat every one.
Grape, my grape, my grape
every single grape
on the plate.
Then I go to the oranges.
There are five oranges.
No, there are six,
they were being hidden by the grapes.
Then I'll eat every grape.
Then there is the kiwis.
There is only four kiwis
because they are so precious.
It's a fruit you don't
find everywhere.
Then I go to the bree.
The bree there is three slices,
half of which I'll eat in one.
And then I go to the bread.
The bread, this is the soft bread,
this is the melba toast
and this is the Huit bread.
And then I shall drink every
spare canister on this table.
Not only that with the
Royal Club Light.
But I don't like Pepsi,
I drink coke.
And there's ice,
ice, ice for everyone!
You don't find ice in
Holland.
I love my ice.
Then I'll drink the beer,
but no, I'll share the beer.
And I'll share the wine
You like to have a glass of wine?
I would love to have your wine.
Oh, the potato chips!
I will eat the chips.
There are three flavours,
I'll eat them all.
And the box of juice,
would you like some?
Yeah, juice is doing
fucking for me.
I will shake the juice
till it bursts.
I love the juice!
I love your juice!
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
No recess!
No recess!
No recess!
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
Won't you believe it?
It's just my luck.
No recess!
No recess!
No recess!
Your eyes to the grill
Your eyes to the grill
Your eyes to the grill
Your eyes to the grill
You're in high school again
Your eyes to the grill
You're in high school again
You're in high school again!
No recess!
Thank you, thank you,
you did a wonderful audience!
Thank you, thank you,
no really, no you're really
a wonderful audience, thank you!
- What is your name, sir?
- Achim.
- What is your name, miss?
- Christine.
- Your name?
- Christian.
Alex.
My name is Jens.
Jens, what do you think
of the current state of
young Rock'n'Roll, today?
I think it's a problem because
Rock'n'Roll is getting older and older
You know, for me are the
sixties the only --
the real Rock'n'Roll
and you only can try to
copy it.
Lots of people see Rock'n'Roll
as youth culture and
when youth culture becomes
monopolized by big business
what are the youth to do?
Do you have any idea?
I think we should destroy
the bourgeois capitalist process
that is destroying youth culture.
By mass marketing and
commercials --
commercial --
paranoia behaviour control
and the first step to do is
to destroy the record companies.
Do you not agree?
This is called --
Hey, did you know that Punk Rock
finally broke in '91?
It's called Teen Age Riot.
Everybody's talking 'bout
the stormy weather
And what's a man do to
but work out whether it's true
Looking for a man
with a focus and a temper
Who can open up a map
and see between one and two
And here he comes now
Stick to your guns
And let him through
's great and narrow
I ain't the farrow
It's a fucked up shoe
Everybody's out on the
summer vacation
Go around in the sun in a
hyper nation for you
Looking for a log and a rock
and a barrel
To save on a slave
it's a super narrow view.
We know it's down
We know it's bound to loose
Coming round to the city ???
Takes a teen age riot
to get me out of bed for now
Round and rounder
I feel the sky
it's up above
He acts the hero
Paint a zero on her hand
We know it's down
We know it's bound to loose
Everybody's sound is round it
Everybody wants to be proud to choose
So who's to take the blame
for the stormy weather
You're never gonna stop
all the teenage leather and booze
Now it goes round
A one man showdown
Teach us how to fail
We're off the streets now
And back on the road
On the riot trail
I'm(?) balling in a foreign country.
- You're vegetarian?
- M hm.
- Needs five minutes.
- Yeah, ok.
- And you? Chicken?
- Chicken.
The festival scene is beautiful, man!
- The sight is a picturesque --
- The sun is out.
-- mud field.
A picturesque field of mud.
- What are you eating?
- This is a --
This is something ???
cause to me - I need this elixir.
This elixir of --
skinhead violence.
Atom bomb!
So sir, we're going to try this.
Tell me what kind of cigarette it is.
What do you think?
- Winston Light?
- Yeah...
Not really. But I'd like to
give you this carton with cigarettes
to take home and give to
your family and --
And here, and you can have your
practical(?) hot pink cigarette type
dealy-bob.
In excellence!
I'm so desperate for some fun.
What about you, tell me
what the latest gossip is!
What's been going on in AMPAS(?)?
Well, ever since Uma left
things haven't really been the same.
Everyone has their head down and
no one is smiling anymore.
Another day
some guy lit himself on fire
uncommented(?), and no one even
cared cause
Uma wasn't around anymore.
But whatever happened to you and Uma?
You are still going out with her?
I don't know.
It's just too painful. I just can't
talk about it right now.
I've seen enough to eye you
But I've seen to much to try you
It's always weirdness while you
Dig it much too much to fry you
The weirdness flows between us
Anyone can tell to see us
Freak scene just can't believe us
Can't it just be cool and leave us?
I've seen enough to eye you
But I've seen to much to try you
It's always weirdness while you
Dig it much too much to fry you
The weirdness flows between us
Anyone can tell to see us
Freak scene just can't believe us
Can't it just be cool and leave us?
It's so fucked I can't believe uh(?)
Anyone can tell to see us
How it could work
just can't conceive it
What a mess!
Sometimes I don't thrill you
Sometimes I think I'll kill you
Just don't let me fuck up will you
'cause when I need a friend
it's still you.
- What's the magazine?
- Scootering Magazine.
- Scootering?
- Yeah.
At the moment I'm saving to get
a brand new one
I'm customizing the
around the LP "Goo"
- Really?
- Spraying(?) the front cover on it.
Then you put the front cover
of "Goo" on your scooter?
On the side panel, yeah,
and on the other side on the rail.
- You'll send us a photograph of that?
- I will indeed.
You know Murph, the drummer
from Dinosaur?
I have heard of him.
When they come here you should
talk to him, he's a scooter fanatic.
Peace!
See ya! Peace!
This is Keith of the crew
and he's gonna explain
the phenomenon known as
Thurston-itis.
Thurston-itis is basically when you
loose all control of your mind.
You just walk around in a daze,
stay with a baseball cap on backwards,
your bangs in your eyes,
and you go deaf.
Are the signs going searching for
used record stores?
Is that a good indication that you
are falling under the spell of Thurston-itis?
Yeah, I think we are following
the king of Thurston-itis now.
Yeah, looking for pre-used stores
that don't exist
and pretending that you know
where they are.
And asking the locals and --
pretending you understand the language
and you don't and you nod a lot.
And it's usually a lot like:
"It's right over here!
It's right over here!"
Oh, Steve Shelley!
Iggy!
Iggy! Here boy!
Here he is! Here he comes!
Iggy!
That's Iggy Pop!
You're outrageous!
Fun House is my favourite LP!
Can we get lunch together
some time?
Raw power, I can feel it.
So anyway you guys --
Last night I was gonna ???
Instead I have a --
oh thank you!
Hey, what's green and flies
over Germany?
Snotsies.
Woah, shoot
Yeah, shoot
Indian Billy simple sin
scratches across my skin
Oh my soul, there's a hole(?)
Soft gravel scratches cross my skin
Oh my soul, there's a hole(?)
It ain't love, baby,
that makes this martyr grin
Simply sick, where Billy's been
Sending psychic messages
you can't even hear
From my dumb mouth
to your deaf ear
Sugar spit sentiment
never even meant
We've all dragged our
Jesus hair around
Dust cake boy(?)
boy boy
Woah he wavers me something
Woah he fucks real mean
She screams out your name
'cause she sweats to be
Me, me, me, me, me, me
Has a crystalline cunt
made of mint julep
Tea, tea, tea, tea, tea, tea
You're staring at something
you're never gonna see
Take your small eyes away from
Me, me, me, me, me, me
Woah, he fucks real mean
On one of the sleeves you've got
the name of Raymond Petibon
???
What's it exactly, I mean it sounds
like it's got to be a French name
is he French or is he --?
Raymond Petibon is not French.
This is another in an endless stream
of interviews with foreign journalists
who don't really understand a word
you're saying
as you in turn understand nothing that
they are trying to communicate to you.
It's Mr Microphone, hey baby!
See you here to pick you up later.
What are your influences?
- You've been here before, in '87.
- Yeah, long time ago,
when it was raining and they were
throwing mud at the mission
where they were wearing their white
robes and smoke machines.
That was definitely a
worthwhile concert.
How was your concert then?
It was horrible, of course.
And this one? Will be more horrible?
This one is gonna be a new Sonic.
What do you mean with a new Sonic?
I'm gonna come out and I'm
immediately gonna
puke on stage, and then douse the puke
with lighter fluid and light it
and then kick it into the audience,
and this entire field
with 100.000 people is gonna
go up in flames,
and then I'm gonna get a
shotgun and
just do it, do it baby!
That's cause I'm just gonna keep on.
Just gonna keep on and on.
This is to the extreme, you know.
I don't call myself
the only living white hope
of the great era
of the colors in the sky.
Because my eye is full of
bees' wax.
Yeah, peace, baby!
Here we go to another candle I know
All the girls there
playin' on a jelly roll
Time to take a ride
Time to take it in a midnite eye
If you wanna go
Get on below
Pinking out the day
Dreaming out the crazy way
Finger on the love
It's all above
Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
A satellite wish
will make it just enough
You'll be making out
with a witch in a coffee truck
Time to rock the road
And tell the story
of the jelly rollin'
Dirty boots are on
Hi di ho
Pinking out the black
Dreaming in a crack
Satan's got her tongue
Now it's undone
I got some dirty boots
Hey, dirty boots
I got some dirty boots, baby
Dirty boots
Oh man, aaah
That was something for the soul.
It was like a fucking party
on stage, man.
That was great
Kim, you were amazing
Kim, Steve, Thurston
Hey, it was great, you know
it was a quite fabulous show tonight.
You guys were really
neat.
See him
Ignore him
Yeah, I have
Bright and clear
See him
Right here
See him
Bright and clear
Mama
Mama
Kill
With violence
Beat him
Right here
Deal with it
Go to hell
Go to jail
Our rider sucks.
Everyone else has everything
better than we do.
We have Coke, everyone else has Pepsi.
I much prefer Pepsi.
There's no ice, there are no
plastic cups,
An Emotional Fish have vegetables
and crackers
and we have
paprika balls. Fuck.
It's filling!
It's filling up!
??? hatch!
You guys have a good rider, man.
You're hatching the riders?
Yeah.
John? -- I mean Freddy?
Yes?
What were all those fat dudes
sitting in the front row?
You promised me, there'd be
no industry people in the front rows.
What fat dudes, Kim?
Right.
Right.
I don't understand what you're saying.
Me and you know
how they got here, right?
I don't know how this people
got here, at all!
What are you talking about?
Have you seen your trainer today?
You told me
there would be no fat industry people
sitting down in the front.
That's okay, I mean look:
when we figure it out
between you and Thurston
and Steve and Lee
we split up, and of course I take
my portion of the cup.
You're gonna be making like
2000 dollars apiece.
At least 200.000
We sold those tickets to
the front rows.
That means no percentage
for Danny, right?
No, no percentage for Danny,
it's all going to me.
How long can this go on?
Safety pants, bondage trousers.
Do you still consider yourself
a punk after all this?
I consider myself more
fucked up
that I ever could imagine
myself to be.
Another work of arts?
Yes, I must say.
And now
for some real shit.
We shall play live.
She comes
into my mind
Twisting
thru my nerves
I don't
understand
A word
she says
She's
on my side
I love her
all the time
I love her
all the time
I love her
all the time
I love her
all the time
She comes
into my mind
Twisting
thru my nerves
I don't
understand
A word
she says
She's
on my side
I love her
all the time
I love her
all the time
I love her
all the time
Yo, yo, yo,
Hello Space Shower TV, I am
Thurston Whore of Sonic Youth
and I want you all to get down
and pray for Rock, baby.
Hello, Space Shower TV
I am Kim Gordon of Sonic Youth.
Hello, Space Shower TV
I am Lee of Sonic Youth.
Here.
My name is Matt, and when
I'm hanging out on Venice beach,
pumping iron with Hank,
I like to listen to --
What station is it? KXRO?
Yeah, KXRO, I like to listen to that
cause they play Hank (Williams).
Do you like to be here?
What do you think about a festival
like this, a big festival?
It's a quite major one.
Right now, we're chowing down
with the members of Sonic Youth
one of the few American bands
on the bill.
I love English food!
English food is my favourite.
Listen, I think you're being a little
sarcastic there.
- No.
- ???
How do you think you're
perceived in Britain?
Is it starting?
It's starting. Lee Ranaldo, ladies
and gentleman.
This is Matt from Mudhoney.
Matt from Mudhoney, say hello!
Hi, mom!
It's an evening with Sonic Youth
and friends.
My mom's a poof (homosexual).
You better introduce everyone.
The biggest star in this room
is Courtney Love.
Can we get it? A close-up
of Courtney Love, yes!
- Courtney Love!
- Hi!
- Hello! What do you want me to say?
- Your chance baby.
- I'm an American! I'm an American!
- Don't blow it!
I am.
This is just like - too much!
Far too much - for any --
I'd like to thank Dave Kandle
for making me a star today.
Only he could do it.
Giving me my big brake.
Help!
I can't take it!
It's from the album. It's called Pre.
This is the problem:
What the fuck is a Bratwurst?
What the fuck is a Bockwurst?
We can't tell the difference between
Bratwurst, Bockwurst, Currywurst,
Leberwurst, Knackwurst, all the Wurst.
We have somebody here today, who is a
Wurst aficionado / specialist?
This small ones come from Franken
which is
the part of Germany around Nrnberg.
This one is a typical
country style Wurst.
- A hot dog.
- Yeah --
This one is from Thringen which is
a part of the country in the ex-DDR
Now those are what? Bockwursts?
This one is a Bratwurst, as well.
But it's coming from east Germany,
actually. Typical east German Wurst.
And why is it white? I suppose to --
It's more natural pig meat, you know.
I would say it's white
because it's from DDR.
They never came to Spain.
That's why it's so white.
Didn't see any sun before
these pigs.
- I don't know what's going --
- So the word Brat
as in Bratwurst just means grill?
- Grill, right.
- grill Wurst.
- But Bock doesn't mean anything.
- No, nothing.
It's just sort of, like --
A Bock actually is a male animal.
A male anima - animal?
Animal. Male.
Male.
Oh, good. So, I still don't know
what the hell I like best.
I kinda like the fat --
You know, like an arm holding
a baby's apple kind of Wurst.
I'm hungry. I'm hungry!
And I feel like eating
a pig's head.
Does anybody here have a -
know where I can find a pig's head?
Cause I'm hungry, dammit!
Hungry!
Hello.
Do you like Rock'n'Roll?
Who are your
favourite Rock'n'Roll bands?
New Kids on the Block?
Oh no, what about the Bros?
Scorpions?
You like Heavy Metal?
Rap?
Funk?
Do you like Indie Guitar Swing?
Is J Mascis your
boyfriend?
Tell me about your Japanese
love child!
Well, there's this kid being born
about - maybe tomorrow.
And they don't know if it's
my love child or HR's.
Well, I think we'll know
pretty soon, don't you?
I don't know. It's a tough call.
Dreadlocks and pale skin.
With lots of tangles.
Do you think you play differently
when you're a skinhead,
than you are now as you're now
as a hair?
Yeah, well, I had lice,
so I had to get a skinhead and it was
It was really hard playing with lice
cause you're like -
trying to move around
shaking the lice off your head.
Were the lice falling on
the drum heads?
And then you would hit the drum head
and they hop up in the air?
Yeah.
Sometimes they just splatter
into millions --
What do you think about when you're
playing the drums?
Usually my room at home.
I'm thinking about what I'd be doing.
What do you look at?
It seems like your view from the
drum set is
is J's rear end.
Does that get kind of
tiresome?
No, that's cool.
I look at him a lot.
It's been a while.
I can keep it up.
There's been a place I'd go
But you're not there
And I'm supposed to know
How to get to where you're gonna be
But you don't even know
So I'm sailin' while you're
flalin' off without a course in mind
Without a mind, without a dock
What is it that you wanna find
There's a place I'd like to go
When you get there then I'll know
There's a place I know you've been
Here's a wagon, get on in
Baby, why don't we?
Baby, why don't we?
Why don't we?
You won't see me
You won't see me
There you are and here I stand
Tryin' to make you feel my hand
You won't see me
You won't see me
I ring the doorbell in your mind
But it's locked from the outside
You won't see me
You won't see me
You don't live there anyway
But I knock on it all day
When we first came over here
it was like --
We were lucky to get
a hundred people in a club.
Who actually never really were.
And we would arrive either by a train
and get picked up
at the train station in a car
and taken to a little
shitty club.
And now we're spoiled
brats
in our 30s.
And this is the price we pay?
Is brat core what it's turned into?
- Come in!
- I just would like to ask a question.
When you guys finish today
it'd be possible that you could
bare two autograph cards for my kids?
No problem!
Yeah, of course.
Do your kids know who we are?
Oh yeah, sure.
Okay, thank you!
Our audience is expanding.
My mind
is turning to
kind of a fine
gelatinous
ball
of pepper.
I have to soundcheck.
If broken bottles shine like jewels
If this decision points to you
If what you say is ever true
Then I'll be fine
Then I'll be fine
I'm down in the daytime out of sight
Comin' in from dreamland I'm on fire
I can see it's all been here before
Dream a dream
that lies right at your door
When the seasons
circle sideways out of turn
And words don't speak
just fall across the carpet
You're just in time
to watch the fires burn
It seems a crime but
yr face is bright you love it
All the time
I saw her today
I saw her face
It was the face I loved
And I knew
I had to run away
And get down on my knees and pray
That they'd go away
Still they begin
Needles and pins
Because of all my pride
The tears I gotta hide
Yeah!
Oh I thought I was smart
Okay, here we got a --
Look over here, bro!
We got King King. Over here.
King Kong.
And next to King Kong
we got Cheetah.
Next to Cheetah we got Judy.
And right now in action
we got King Lewis.
And here we go! Hey, monkey!
Hey, monkey! Next to monkey
Next to monkey we got Charley.
And Charley says
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overboard and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, Hello, Hello, How Low
Hello, Hello, Hello,
With the lights out,
it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yeah
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Denial
A denial
'91 is the year
that punk finally breaks.
Through.
To the mass consciousness of
global society.
Modern punk
as featured in
Elle magazine.
Mtley Cre singing Anarchy In The UK
in a European arena in front of
100.000 screaming people.
In the most
sickeningly
candy-ized version you'll
ever hear of it.
But it is the song itself.
And you read an interview with
John Lydon.
He doesn't give a fuck.
To him it's a larf.
The Ramones!
Hi, I'm Joey.
Have you seen Dee Dee?
Hi, we're the Ramones.
We're making our own tour movie, here.
Can you wave? For the Camera?
For Sonic Youth?
Thanks, Joey.
Are you psyched to see the Ramones?
Surely. Actually with(?) the Ramones.
I'm psyched.
I'm finally playing with the Ramones.
I've played with Iggy.
Now I'm playing with the Ramones.
They do their best,
they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam
From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando - involved again
First rule is:
The laws of Germany
Second rule is:
Be nice to your mommy
Third rule is:
Don't talk to commies
Fourth rule is:
Eat kosher salamis
They do their best,
they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam
From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando - involved again
First rule is:
The laws of Germany
Second rule is:
Be nice to your mommy
Third rule is:
Don't talk to commies
Fourth rule is:
Eat kosher salamis
You are in no condition
to play tonight!
- Yikes! Yikes!
- You played yourself.
- You played yourself.
- You played yourself.
Yo, yo, you played yourself.
You played yourself, boy.
I'm a player. I'm a high roller.
He livin high. He's livin life.
- Yeah, player. My man.
- Player!
Kool Thing sittin' with a kiddie
Now you know
you're sure lookin' pretty
Like a lover not a dancer
Superboy take a little chance here
I don't wanna
I don't think so
I don't wanna
I don't think so
Kool Thing (let me)
play it with your radio
Move me, turn me on, baby-o
I'll be your slave
Give you a shave
I don't wanna
I don't think so
I don't wanna
I don't think so
Hey, Kool Thing, come here.
There's something I go to ask you.
Don't be shy.
I just wanna know,
what are you gonna do for me?
Are you gonna liberate us girls
From male
white
corporate
oppression?
Fill up your head
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Like this
Kool Thing sittin' by the kiddie
Now you know
you're sure lookin' pretty
Rock the beat just a little faster
Now I know you are the master
I don't wanna
I don't think so
I don't wanna
I don't think so
Kool thing walkin' like a panther
Come on and give me an answer
Kool thing walkin' like a panther
What'd he say?
I don't wanna
I don't think so
I don't wanna
I don't think so
It's hard bringing lipstick
on someone else.
Doctor!
The Rabbi Doctor Hillel Brother.
- Is it legible, Chris?
- Sure, all --
It's in your handwriting.
You have to go like ,
or anything?
Let me see you, Dave!
Dave, Let me see you!
All in how do I loot.
- The loot, the loot! The loot!
- Yes
I want the grass.
We could turn these skirts
into mini skirts.
Yeah, I think so, too.
Hey, there's something on the back!
I didn't know that.
Oh, big "Search and Destroy".
Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
Think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty Wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
Ask me to untie her
Chase would be nice for a few
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty Wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She's caught me off my guard
Amazes me, the will of instinct
Isn't me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Dirty Wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
It is the last show of our tour.
Two week tour with Nirvana,
Sonic Youth, Nirvana,
some Gumball action,
some Dinosaur action
some Black Francis action,
some Ramones action,
etcetera, etcetera,
??? Iggy Pop and Agnostic front.
It's the end! it feels like
we only begun.
It's so short, it's sweet,
it's to the point.
Tonight I'm going
to defecate
on stage.
Because I think that is the only way
to express
the nature
of my soul according to Rock'n'Roll.
That of waste
and that of especially good taste.
Wouldn't you say so, sir?
- ???
- Yes.
There's this fine line between
clever and --
We're gonna kill
The California girls
We're gonna fire the exploding load
In the milkmaid maiden head
We're gonna find the meaning
Of feeling good
And we're gonna stay there
As long as we think we should
Mystery train
Three way plane
Expressway
To your skull
Mystery train
Three way plane
Expressway
To your skull
Mystery train
Three way plane
Expressway
To your skull