Woman's voice: All my life, all l ever wanted to be
was a rock and roll star.
.. Sixty-one-forty-one Afton PIace was my home ..
.. Junkies, thieves, rednecks and queens ..
.. Rock and roII stars and freaks Iike me ..
.. I tried to Ieave this pIace where the sidewaIk screams ..
.. And the courtyard's Iittered with broken dreams ..
.. But those dirty, dirty angeIs keep on pulling me in ..
.. Promising me more of nefarious sin ..
Woman's voice: l was this dorky seventh grader from the Valley
when l had my first cool experience.
My boyfriend, Johnny Miller, had his dad drive us to see
lke and Tina Turner at the Hollywood Bowl.
Oh, man. She scared the shit out of me!
lt was the most bad-assed thing l'd ever seen a woman do.
Suddenly, the idea of becoming a teacher or a nurse lost its edge.
Sorry, Mom.
.. 35 fIew by near Sunset and Vine ..
.. I'm not getting any younger ..
.. HoIIywood is kiIIing me, this town's a motherfucker ..
.. I tried to Ieave this pIace where the sidewaIk screams ..
.. And the courtyard's Iittered with broken dreams ..
.. But those dirty, dirty angeIs keep on puIIing me in ..
.. Promising me more of my very sin ..
Woman's voice: The second after l'd got my driver's license,
l grabbed my fake l.D., jumped into my Pinto,
and headed straight over the hill to Hollywood.
l saw the band X at The Whiskey, and l fell in love with Punk Rock.
l left that show knowing l had to have my own band.
So l got an electric guitar, learned three chords,
and cons some chicks into starting a band with me.
That was 20 years ago.
Today, and God knows how many bands later, not much has changed.
Not the gigs, not the clubs, not the money.
.. I tried to Ieave this pIace where the sidewaIk screams ..
.. And the courtyard's Iittered with broken dreams ..
.. But those dirty, dirty angeIs keep on puIIin' me in ..
.. Promising me more of nefarious sin ..
( crowd shouting )
.. My favorite sin ..
Tonight, we made $1 3.50 each.
Not even enough to support my eyeliner habit.
Lady with a baby, make a hoIe.
And what lucky ladies get to share this glamorous life with me?
Let me introduce you to my band.
That's Faith. Guitar God by night, guitar teacher by day.
Oh, man, she loves her guitar!
l think she only stopped sleeping with it when she started sleeping with Sally.
That's Sally. Hmm, let's see.
lf Shirley Temple and Keith Moon had a love child,
she would definitely be Sally.
You need heIp with that, missy?
Oh, yeah. That beautiful mess is Tracy.
Lucky for her, she's a trust fund baby.
And a great bass player.
What did I say about the feet?
Oh, this is Jessica.
Hey.
lt must be Friday.
- Hey. - Am I going to see you Iater on?
Yeah. I'II caII you.
Jacki...
don't say you're going to caII me unIess you're going to caII me, okay?
- I wiII see you Iater. - AII right.
See you Iater. Let me just finish up here.
Fine.
Chicks.
l spent over 20 years living, breathing, fucking, sucking, eating, sleeping,
and dreaming all things rock and roll.
lt never occurred to me that l might not make it.
So, did l really want to be slugging it out in little clubs,
still chasing that rock and roll dream when l was 45?
50? How about fucking 60?
l mean, at what point do l become a joke?
ln two days l'll be 40.
And surprise, surprise, l ain't no rock star.
l could quit and become the bitter old bitch who devoted her whole life
to rock and roll and never succeeded...
or l could stick with it and become the bitter old bitch who refused to give up.
Hmm, bitter rock chick in a band?
Bitter rock chick without a band?
Either way, bitter and rock and roll end up together.
Woman: Go this way.
This, if-- ( Iaughs )
HeIIo, Iesbian Iovers.
HeIIo, Iady who kept make up from mind.
Now here's a foolish question.
- Is Tracy here yet? - ( chuckIes )
HeIIo. Testes, one, two, three. Testes.
.. Ooga-chaka, ooga-ooga, ooga-chaka, ooga-ooga ..
.. Ooga-chaka, ooga-ooga ..
.. I can't stop this feeIing ..
.. Deep inside of me ..
.. GirI, you just don't reaIize ..
- .. What you do to me .. - Fuck!
.. When I hoId you in my arms so tight ..
Shut up!
.. Hooked on a feeIing ..
I cannot beIieve you know the words of that fucking song!
Tracy, whiIe we were waiting for you, we took a vote.
We're now a cover band.
Cover this, dude.
Whore.
I'm Iike Cher.
Hey! .. That you're in Iove with me ..
Yeah, yeah. No way, man. I read the pamphIets.
Today's marijuana, tomorrow I'm a crack whore.
Faith: l know this girl.
She had a Iabia reduction.
Man.
Ladies and gentIemen, are you ready for that cheap rock and roII sound?
The band you've been trying to avoid aII your Iife,
the fucking worst band in the history of rock and roII.
- WouId you mind not fucking-- - I'm embarrassed to introduce--
AII right, Nick, Nick, enough. Here, smoke pot and shut up, dude.
Think this couId wait untiI after rehearsaI?
- I don't think so. - I don't think so. We'II be right back.
- Nick: Yeah! - Come on, man, Ieave 'em aIone.
It's the rock and roII sound.
- How much? - 200, baby.
Oh, that's what I'm taIking about. I must've been a good boy.
You Iook so good.
God, you're so beautifuI!
Why don't you come with me, huh?
You don't need to practice. They can practice. Quit.
- C'mon, Nick. - Come with me in Mexico.
I can't, they'II kiII me. I got to stay.
Go. Get out.
At Ieast come into the bathroom with me. I want to show you something.
Don't be a fucking pig, dude, c'mon.
Go.
- Yo! - Shut your hoIe!
.. She says bad Iuck foIIows me around ..
.. AII my friends have Iet me down ..
.. I don't need this dress, these drugs, this town ..
.. These peopIe, this party, yeah, it's bringin' me down ..
Buen dia, compadre.
- How are you doing? - Good, good, good.
ReaI good.
.. She says I never used to Iive Iike this ..
.. I had it aII and waIked away from it ..
.. I don't need these probIems, this drama, this shit ..
.. It's 3:00 a.m. and I'm Iosing my grip ..
.. With mouth fuII of Iies and heart fuII of sighs ..
.. ''Why me, oh Lord, why me?'' she cries ..
.. 'Cause everyone eIse is so fucked up ..
.. And everything eIse is so fucked up ..
AII the time.
.. And it always finds me, it's just my luck ..
.. Ms Tweak lives in Hollywood ..
.. Looking up at hell she thinks she's got it so good ..
.. She don't need no friends, no family, no man ..
.. She don't need nothing, man, she don't give a damn ..
.. With a mouth fuII of Iies and a heart fuII of sighs ..
.. ''Why me, oh Lord, why me?'' she cries ..
.. '''Cause everyone else is so fucked up'' ..
.. ''And everything eIse is so fucked up'' ..
.. And it aIways finds me, it's just my Iuck ..
.. She says, ''BIah, bIah, bIah'' ..
.. She says nothing at all ..
.. She says ''BIah, bIah, bIah'' ..
.. She says nothing at aII. ..
Look at you.
I can't beIieve you didn't teII me you were getting out?
I wanted to surprise you.
You know that guy?
Grab my bass, wiII you?
Oh, man!
Who's this guy?
I don't know, he's kind of fucking hot though.
In an ''America's Most Wanted'' kind of way.
- Hi! I'm Faith. - I'm AnimaI.
AnimaI?
- I'm SaIIy's brother. - You have a brother?
Named AnimaI?
Wow! WeII, where you been?
- I was in-- - He was in coIIege.
Yeah-- no, he's got Ivy League written aII over him.
Hey guys, can we just have a minute, pIease?
- AII right. - Thanks.
- I was in prison. - Did he just say prison?
Yes, he did. How Iong and what for?
Dude, you're not supposed to ask that!
Is there a prison etiquette I don't know about?
I want to make sure he's not a chiId moIester, or a rapist.
Jacki, he's-- he's my brother.
They're aIways someone's brother.
You Iook friendIier in the photos.
It's nice to finaIIy meet you, Jacki.
What photos?
Great to finaIIy meet you, Jacki.
Nick, say heIIo to SaIIy's brother, AnimaI.
- Hey, man. - Nick: Animal?
You got a probIem, man?
I don't know. Do I?
I don't know. Do you?
Stop it, Nick. SpIashing your testosterone aII over the pIace.
Shut up, Jack!
Don't taIk to her Iike that, man.
( whistIes, Iaughing )
Maybe I shouId just come back Iater, huh?
Wait a minute. Where are you gonna go?
I saw a moteI a few bIocks back. It rents by the week.
Dude, we got an extra room, you shouId totaIIy stay with us.
Is that okay?
Sure, yeah.
Jacki: Yeah, it'd be totaIIy cooI.
'Cause if Tracy and SaIIy just pIay it totaIIy straight,
and I come in just kind of chugging, Iike reaIIy sIow, sIow, sIow, sIow.
Then you'd come in with this Iead, reaIIy sIow,
toom-toom-toom, buiId, buiId, buiId,
then we just sIam into the chorus.
- It'II be hot, man. - ( vibrator buzzing )
So shaII I start without you?
I got to go.
- Uh-huh. - Uh-huh. Come here.
- Turn that thing off. - Uh-huh.
( grunts ) Love is eviI.
And crueI.
Radio: l'll tell you another thing. lf your teenager
is listening to the heavy metal music, be warned:
This could be the first step towards renouncing Jesus.
- Oh my God! - What the fuck is that?
This music is sponsored by Satan himself...
- Ooh, Satan! - ( Iaughs )
...goes hand in hand with premarital sex,
alcoholism, addiction to marijuana,
and in some cases, madness.
- WiId madness! - Oh, God!
( heavy metal music playing )
.. So messed up, l want you here ..
.. ln my room, l want you here ..
.. Now we're gonna be face to face ..
.. And l'll lay right down in my favorite place ..
.. But now I wanna be your dog ..
.. 'Cause now I wanna be your dog ..
.. WeII, come on! ..
( phone ringing )
- ( machine beeps ) - Man: Fuck, l didn't hear the beep.
Jacki, lt's Chuck from Triple Z records.
Listen, uh, l'm sorry--
Hey Chuck, what's up?
I'm not busy, man.
Yeah, I know about it, it's next month. I read it in the WeekIy. Why?
.. 'Cause now l'm ready to feel your hand ..
That's too bad, man.
Yeah, I mean, weII, you know, I got to ask the rest of the band, but...
that sounds pretty cooI.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, I'II get back to you, man. CooI, thanks. Bye.
What is your probIem?
Jesus, that was Chuck!
- I don't care who that was. - He wanted to teII me--
Like I give a shit?
I got to pee.
- ( door closes ) - Fuck!
Jacki's voice: Every band dreams of getting a call like this.
Yes! Yes!
- You're such a dick! - Just a second!
Jacki's voice: Oh God. Please don't let us fuck this up.
What are you doing?
You know what, fuck you, Jacki and your band! I don't need this shit!
Jessica, come on, man, don't be stupid, you're not Ieaving.
You're so smart? You don't even know when to apoIogize!
- ApoIogize for what? - For what?!
I'm sorry for picking up the phone when I was fucking you again!
- Jessica-- - How about, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry for not being at your birthday 'cause of my damn rehearsaI!
- You knew about that. - You never hang out at my house.
You don't take me dancing to the gay bars 'cause--
- 'cause you hate the music? - WeII, it sucks.
- Fuck the music. - Okay, I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry!
Oh, I'm sick of this shit!
I just apoIogized.
Come on, you know you don't want to Ieave!
It's mine!
Jessica!
( door closes )
Fuck.
Ooh! Chuck caIIed! What the fuck did he want?
He came sniffing around here, and then what? Nothing.
- Just Iisten-- - I don't know. No, Jacki.
- Fuck him, and his faux British accent! - Faux?
Listen, I know the guy is super cheesy but he gets shit done.
Dude, he doesn't even fucking return your caIIs, man.
Maybe he's busy.
That's funny, because when I don't return
peopIe's teIephone caIIs, that means I don't wanna taIk to 'em.
- Guys, come on, Iet her finish. - Jacki: Thank you, Sally.
Okay, you're ready, this is great. Now-- weII,
you know the drummer guy, from ThriII 1 3, right?
WeII, he O.D.'d.
Wow! Now, that is great fucking news, dude.
- ( laughter ) - That's not what l meant.
Oh, wait, they're opening for X, right?
They were.
And one of the reason's Chuck caIIed, he can't promise us anything,
but he's going to try to get us that opening sIot.
What? That's fucking great!
Oh, and that's not all.
He wants to take a meeting with us on Thursday.
Oh my God! He's going to sign us, I know it.
You are the sweetest IittIe angeI.
What, isn't that part of the reason that we're in a band?
- To get signed, and go on tour? - ActuaIIy, I'm in a band so I get Iaid.
Come on, dude, chicks do not need to be in a band to get Iaid.
- Faith: Shut the fuck up. - Nice.
( guitar riffs )
( thumps )
Okay, ready?
( electric guitar playing )
- What do you think? - Oh, um--
it-- that wasn't bad.
Yeah!
Okay, but do you remember, we were taIking about...
the dynamics of a song.
What's that?
Um...
oh, Iook at-- we're out of time!
- Okay, I'II see you next week, then. - Yes, cooI.
Okay, bye.
Mom, that was reaIIy good, thank you. It was so good.
WeII, after coffee, you get to open your presents.
- Oh yes, presents! - I spent a Iot of money.
But I got a big question, serious question,
I don't see a pony anywhere, am I ever going to get a pony?
Every year, I'm promised a pony, and every year there's no pony!
Oh, I'II never forget the Iook on your face
when we got you that bike that Iooked Iike a pony.
- l didn't know that. - And she named it Lucky.
Did you know she used to put carrots in the garage
hoping that the bike's going to eat the carrots?
I Ioved that bike. One time, I remember I came out to pIay, and it was gone?
- Remember that? - Somebody stoIe Lucky?
- I don't remember that. - No, Dad took it.
Dad hid Lucky to teach me a Iesson to not Ieave it out on the front Iawn.
- What eIse is new? - How can you not remember that?
I came in, I was freaking out, screaming and crying,
''Oh my God! Oh my God! Where's Lucky?''
He said, ''lf it was up your ass so you'd know where he was. ''
How about when he used to say, ''Go get me something to hit you with.''
- What was that? - How Iame were we?
Why did we aIways get him a beIt?
How genius wouId it have been, if we came with a wet noodIe and said,
''Go ahead, Dad, whaIe on us.''
I wish I had a doIIar for every time he said,
''Did your mother have any kids that Iived?''
- Shut up, you, guys. - How about when he'd give us a bath?
- Our speciaI bath-- - That is enough!
Way to go, Jacki. I toId you, that shit is just not funny.
- You think I don't know that? - Yeah.
( exhaIes )
Enough.
( groans )
Sorry, Mom.
I just don't know how you and your sister
can joke and go on Iike that.
WeII, what are our choices?
( exhaIes )
So, how are things going with the band?
What?
Nothing.
They're fine.
They're good. I mean--
we'II see. We have a smaII IabeI Iooking at us.
WeII, that's terrific, isn't it?
Yeah, we'II see.
WiII they show aII those tattoos on MTV?
Mom, I'm gonna keep my sIeeves over it, aII the time.
Just for you. See that?
There.
I bet if you got a job iIIustrating books
instead of peopIe they'd provide you with...
Both: medicaI and dentaI insurance.
WeII, honey, it's true! What if, God forbid, something happens to you!
- Nothing's gonna happen to me. - And you smoke way too much.
Mom, I smoke just enough.
Come on, I know you got a cake in there somewhere for me.
Yep. I baked your favorite chocoIate.
- With marshmaIIow frosting. - Yes!
Come on, Mom. Bring it on!
Jacki's voice: She left him when l was 10, thank God.
Still, a day doesn't go by when l don't think about him.
After all, he helped make me the woman l am today. Way to go, Dad!
( eIectricaI buzzing )
- Dude, she is going to be so psyched. - ( groans )
- She better Iike it. - You kidding me?
She's gonna fucking Iove it.
Nothing says ''Iife-time commitment'' quite Iike a tattoo.
How's that girI you've been seeing? What's her name?
Jessica. How is Jessica doing?
- She dumped me. - ( laughs )
What's wrong with you?
You can't keep no man, you can't keep no woman--
SaIIy speIIs her name with one ''L'', right?
Oh, you suck!
Jacki: That's a bitchen shirt, by the way.
Oh, thank you.
It's too bad we missed that whoIe riot girI scene by about a butt hair.
- Or 10 years. - Same thing.
But you know, you did pioneer that whoIe ''Riot Mom'' thing--
that was good.
Oh, happy birthday too, by the way.
Ow! Shit!
- What? - Fuck, that hurts!
It's a tattoo, man. It's got to hurt a IittIe feeI to good.
- Come on, now. Don't be a pussy. - Jeez! You don't do that again.
Do you ever think about quitting?
Quitting what?
Music.
WeII, Iet's pretend I couId do something eIse, which I cannot.
Um... no.
- ( exhaIes ) - Oh, wait, who's this, who's this?
''We're gonna pIay as Iong as there is an audience, man.
And when there's no audience, we're gonna pIay for the bartender!''
I never did that Iame-ass gesture. You're such a dick.
You might as weII tattoo that on your forehead.
No, seriousIy, don't you ever think about being 50 or 60 years oId,
hauIing our gear around, passing out fIiers,
fighting with the bookers and stiII sweating the rent?
Fuck the rent.
( knocking on door )
Ahem.
- HeIIo, my angeI. - Hey.
- ( door closes ) - What's up, girl?
- Where's Sally? - Her room.
- Is Jacki here? - Uh-uh.
You know, it's these meaningfuI taIks we have...
that just make me feeI so connected to you.
CIose your eyes.
Open 'em.
- Oh, is it reaI? - Yes, it's real!
Ouch! Jacki just did it today.
Oh, my God, Faith.
Happy anniversary.
Oh, baby, it's so, so beautifuI.
I Iove you so much.
I Iove you too.
- Let me see it. - Oh.
You know, I was noticing something--
something different about you today.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
You have this brother.
Hey!
I wanted to teII you about a thousand times, and then he just showed up.
So, what did he do?
Faith, no.
( exhaIes )
WeII, do you even want him here?
Yeah, I do.
PIease don't make me taIk about this right now.
You don't have to taIk about that.
( knocking on door )
( indistinct talking on TV)
You want me to get that?
Hey.
- How are you doing? - Mm-hmm. I'm good.
- I guess I'm gonna finish to get ready. - Mm-hmm.
He's coming with us? I thought it was girI's night out.
ApparentIy not, dude.
After the gig, Iet's go do something.
Can't man. Nick's coming over.
Oh, you suck!
When was the Iast time we hung out? I miss you, man.
- Ever since you and Nick got together-- - Jacki.
At Ieast I'm in a reIationship. God forbid you have an emotion or two.
That's reaIIy sweet.
We're taIking about you right now, not me.
No, Jacki. It's aIways about you.
Right now we're taIking about your opinion of me.
No, right now it's about my concern for you.
You mean for the band?
You got a probIem, dude. You got to deaI with it.
My onIy probIem is you at my ass IateIy.
- Is that right? - Yeah. Other than that, I'm just fine.
Tracy, we have a reaIIy good chance of getting signed.
I don't want you to fuck this up for me.
- You? - Us, you know what I mean.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Are you in this band because you Iike to pIay,
or are you stiII just trying to piss of your parents?
Yeah.
At Ieast I'm not a 40-year-oId wishing I was a 25-year-oId rock star.
- Fuck. - Come on, you guys, Iet's go!
Hey, Jacki! Happy birthday, dude!
Is it your birthday? Hey, happy birthday! How oId are you?
How big is your dick?
I'II wait outside.
( door opens, closes )
So, what are we going to do about Ms. Tweak?
I never thought I'd Iong for the days when Tracy was just drinking too much.
You're not thinking of kicking her out, are you?
I'm thinking I'd Iike to kick her ass up and down the street.
- She's a fucking great bass pIayer. - She's a great friend!
Can you imagine going into the studio with that? She'd be a nightmare.
- TaIk to her. - I tried. She doesn't want to hear it.
Do you want to see a hot show?
Nick, how many times do I have to teII you I do not Iike beII peppers?
Man, I toId the guy twice-- no beII peppers.
The guy's an asshoIe.
Fuck, man!
( sniffing ) Mmm!
The good stuff.
What is wrong with you?
- I had a fight with Jacki. - Again? Fuck her.
You think I drink too much?
Is that what she said?
You know, she couId use a fucking drink.
Don't worry about any of that tonight.
I want you to just reIax.
Have you been thinking about the fantasy, hmm?
- We're not doing that tonight, are we? - No, no, not tonight, but--
maybe you've been thinking about it, hmm?
Come on. Get off.
You promised you wouIdn't taIk about it once I agreed.
AII right, what movie did you rent?
I thought we'd watch one of the ones I got Iast week.
Right. Porn and pizza. That's reaI romantic.
How Iong is that guy staying here, anyways?
- Nick, don't start, man. - No, I'm just asking-- how Iong?
And don't pick a fight with him either, aII right?
Oh, yeah? And why is that? Because he's been in prison,
and has Iots of tattoos? I'm so scared.
No. Because it's stupid, and pointIess, that's why.
God, why do guys aIways have to fight?
Because we're men. ManIy men.
And that's what men do.
They aIready fucking hate you. Can you pIease not make it any worse?
What are you taIking about? They Iove me.
.. I was into smashing bottIes ..
.. Oh, yeah ..
.. WhiIe you were Iaughing, caIIing me crazy ..
.. Oh, yeah ..
- .. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah .. - .. Oh yeah ..
So are they... together?
Do you got a probIem with that?
No. She's never mentioned it though.
StiII bugged about Tracy?
Jacki: Whatever.
What do you know, anyway?
I know SaIIy reaIIy Iooks up to you.
I know you've worked your ass off for this band
and good things are finaIIy happening.
- And I aIso know-- - Jesus Christ!
Didn't you have anything better to do in prison
than Iisten to SaIIy's up-to-the-minute CIamdandy reports?
No.
Look, I know she didn't teII you about me, but I feeI Iike I know you guys.
Dude, you didn't know your sister was a dyke!
No. I know you are sometimes.
So, AnimaI, what did you do for fun in prison?
She said you couId be a bitch.
- But mostIy she said nice things. - Yeah, and you beIieved her?
Of course. Otherwise I wouIdn't find myseIf Iiking you as much as I do.
ReaIIy?
- .. It was a good Iife honey .. - And I think you Iike me, too.
- What? - .. We never had to beat... ..
- .. ...around the bush .. - I said I think you Iike me.
.. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ..
.. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah! ..
( soft music playing )
.. lf l fall short ..
.. lf l don't make the grade ..
.. lf your expectations aren't met in me today ..
( Iaughs )
- .. There's always tomorrow .. - Yeah!
- .. Or tomorrow night .. - Come on, Nick, let me see that ass.
.. Hang in there, baby ..
.. Sooner or later l know l'll get it right ..
.. Please don't give up on me ..
- .. Oh, please, don't give up on me .. - Come on, you can't do it Iike that.
Yeah.
.. l know it's late ..
.. Late in the game ..
.. But my feelings, my true feelings ..
.. Haven't changed ..
.. Here in my heart ..
.. l know, l know l wasn't wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong ..
.. l'd like to make amends ..
.. For the love that l never, ever, ever, ever showed... ..
And now I am going to make you achieve
muItipIe orgasms
without even touching you.
I wiII achieve this with hypnosis.
Look into the sacred
one-eyed snake's eye.
- Nick. - Concentrate on the snake.
Concentrate on the snake.
( Tracy Iaughs )
Do not Iaugh! You do not want to anger him.
- Nick! - What?
Come here and fuck me. Come on.
.. Don't you give up on me ..
- .. Please, please, please .. - Come on, kiss me.
.. Don't give up on me. ..
Tracy.
Thanks, baby.
Maybe you shouId caII her.
Tracy knows we're meeting Chuck at 7:00. She's gonna show up.
- SaIIy: What if she doesn't? - Jacki: I'II fucking kiII her.
Ah, Iives to fuck up another day.
Ha-ha.
Dude, I am never drinking red wine again.
That's a start.
Listen, missy, I'm hung over, I'm not deaf.
Hey, did you hear about our hot date with Jacki and AnimaI Iast night?
- It was not a date! - ( scoffs )
You're such a fucking dick.
Oh yeah? Did you fuck him, you whore?
No, she didn't. Right Jacki?
Come on, man, he just got out of jaiI. He'd fuck anything.
- Yeah, what's Nick the Dick's excuse? - Just kidding, Jacki.
Make up does make the girI.
CouId we be serious just for a second? I just want to ask you a question.
SeriousIy, if you didn't know me, how oId wouId you think I was?
I do know you, and I'm not pIaying that game.
Just humor me. C'mon now, how oId do I Iook?
C'mon now, I couId take it.
Okay, you Iook--
I can't, I'm sorry. I can't do this.
- Who cares, Jacki? - You're such an asshoIe.
- And how oId are you? - 23, why?
Yeah, weII, when I was ''23, why?'' I didn't care either.
WeII, I think you Iook Iike you couId pass for 29.
Thank you. But I'm not 29.
And the fact that I have to fucking Iie about my age-- it pisses me off.
It's true. UnIess you're young, hip and Iook good on the side of a buiIding
in a fucking designer jean ad, we're not gonna get signed.
I mean, it's just-- I'm sorry.
I do not foresee a rock and roII Jacki doII in the near future.
And I hardIy doubt that we'II be drinking coIa
in some $30-miIIion Iame-ass video.
It's buIIshit.
I pIay the guitar. I write my own fucking songs.
It's just buIIshit, man. I don't want to Iie.
I mean, everyone is a fucking Iiar.
WeII, I think that you Iook reaIIy good for your age.
I'm going to go take a shit.
Jacki, there are worse things than getting oId.
Yeah, Iike what?
Like not getting oId.
Faith: That would suck.
Hey, Chuck.
HeIIo, CIammies. How're we doing today?
Dandy. Nice shirt, Chuck.
You're going to be my new daddy?
If you pIay your cards right, I think we couId work something out.
We'II work that into the contract.
Jacki's voice: Okay, two dykes, a wannabe rock star,
and a tequila-guzzling speed freak walk into a restaurant.
l always imagined it would be a bit more-- l don't know, glamorous.
l mean, we'd be in this big, beautiful office, we'd sign on the dotted line,
and cut to: Band onstage playing to thousands of adoring fans,
''Whaa-aa! You guys rule! Yeah!''
My whole future is hanging in the balance
at the Big Drip Cafe.
Okay, here's what I want. I've been thinking about it for so Iong.
She reaIIy has.
I want it to be totaIIy originaI. I want a rose, but I want it to be yeIIow.
- That's so pretty! - Right?
Okay, and I want two Ieaves on one side, but onIy one Ieaf on the other side.
Because I'm a Gemini, do you know what I mean?
TotaIIy.
Because sometimes I can be so crazy, and then sometimes, I'm just--
- Not, right? - ExactIy.
- Something Iike that? - Oh my God, that's it!
- Oh, it so is! - Where do you want it?
I want it on my ankIe, but reaIIy Iow,
and reaIIy reaIIy smaII, so I can hide it.
And aIso, if I decide I don't Iike it Iater, I can just have it removed.
So, I have about a haIf an hour. Can do it?
Hmm.
No.
WeII, why not?
GirIs, there's not enough time to expIain this to you now.
Besides, I got a costumer.
I'm doing the Sistine ChapeI on his scrotum.
You can stay and watch if you want. You don't mind, do you?
No. No, you guys can stay.
Oh, you know what? We'II come back Iater.
CooI.
They're out there, breeding.
So, what's up?
Nothing. I just thought I'd come by and check out the shop.
- It Iooks great. - Thanks.
So, Iet me guess. Your mother did not name you AnimaI.
No, that was Sally.
I started pIaying drums when I was about, I don't know, 1 2,
and SaIIy was reaIIy into The Muppet Show.
You know, the IittIe hairy red guy who pIays the drums,
aIways screaming. ( screams )
AnimaI.
So you're teIIing me you're named after a Muppet?
UnfortunateIy, yes.
But you can bet I toId the guys in prison a different story.
So, why were you there?
I kiIIed someone.
WeII, mansIaughter.
Thanks.
Wow. Who?
Our stepdad, whose name was Dick, if you can beIieve that.
He was aIways teIIing my mom she was as useIess as tits on a board.
My mom was passed out on the couch.
She slept through the whole thing.
I got off from work earIy that night.
And to get to my room you have to pass SaIIy's room.
And on my way by, I thought I heard voices.
That sounds Iike SaIIy's crying.
So, I Iook in, and there he is on top of her.
So I go to my room and I get my basebaII bat.
I come back swinging.
He never heard me coming.
l just remember Sally...
hugging her knees, on the corner of that bed, screaming at me to stop it.
I just kept hitting that fucker.
I didn't pIan on kiIIing him...
but can't say I regret it.
( exhaIes )
Maybe next time we get together, we can taIk about...
other things.
- The next time? - Yeah.
I came here to ask you out.
On a date?
Yeah. It's okay, isn't it?
- lt's a little weird. - WeII, what's weird about it?
How oId are you?
I'm 27.
Yeah, weII... ahem-- I'm not 27.
So?
So, I think you couId find someone
a IittIe bit more, you know, buoyant.
I think you're beautifuI.
- Can I ask you something? - Sure.
Before you went away to the big house...
did you date much? Did you ever have a girIfriend?
No.
Mm-hmm.
So, it is safe to say that intimate reIationships
are not something you've had a Iot of experience with?
It is safe to say...
I have had absoIuteIy none.
Hmm.
( keys clink )
So, you-- you want to go get something to eat or something?
I'm not hungry.
Why don't we just grab a drink?
I'm not thirsty.
Do you wanna go see a movie?
I don't watch movies.
- We couId just go hang out. - Oh my God, you're persistent.
I've been in prison for the past 10 years.
Maybe you shouId get yourseIf a hooker.
Jacki, that's not what l was getting at.
.. Tangled up in what's best ..
Come on, I'II give you a ride.
No, I'm just going to waIk.
AnimaI, no one waIks in L.A.
WeII, they do if they have an expired Iicense.
Either that or take a bus.
Ooh, the shame train.
I don't mind waIking.
I'II see you Iater.
( rock music plays )
( engine starts )
Jacki's voice: Okay, he's a virgin.
A convicted murderer virgin, without a driver's license.
Why am l finding this sexy?
What are you doing here?
I didn't know where eIse to go.
What happened?
Tracy, what happened?
Oh, shit.
Shit.
I don't even know where to start, dude.
Thank you.
You mind?
No, go ahead.
So, Nick-- he comes over tonight.
Tracy, that drives me crazy.
Can you taIk so I can understand you?
Sorry.
AII right.
Nick's been bugging me for months.
He wanted to do this whoIe ''rape fantasy'' thing.
Jesus, teII me you didn't go aIong with that.
I kept teIIing him no, women don't have fantasies about being raped,
that it's totaI buIIshit, right? But then it hits me.
I mean, I kind of did have a fantasy.
I don't want to hear this.
- Just listen. - I reaIIy don't want to hear this.
Jacki, just Iisten.
I had no idea when it was going to happen.
So he shows up tonight, I'm crashed out on my bed,
comes in my room-- he's wearing a ski mask, gIoves, fuII on--
movie-of-the-week rapist attire and diaIogue--
''Don't say a word, you won't get hurt.''
And I'm pIaying the whoIe victim thing,
''Oh, no, pIease, pIease don't hurt me.''
MeanwhiIe, I'm reaching under my piIIow for my gun,
which I've been keeping there since he became obsessed
with this whoIe fucking stupid thing.
So, I point the gun at him, and I puII off a few rounds, and then--
Wait, wait a minute. You shot Nick?
WeII, yeah. That was my fantasy.
To kiII whoever tried to rape me.
You kiIIed Nick?
Of course not, dude! What do you think, I'm crazy?
I Ioaded the gun with bIanks, but he didn't know that.
Tracy, I mean, that--
that's pretty fucking cooI.
Once he reaIized he wasn't dead, he got reaIIy fucking pissed.
No shit!
- ( Iaughs ) - What's so funny?
Oh, fuck.
He peed his pants when he thought that I reaIIy shot him.
He reaIIy fucking scared me, Jacki.
He started taIking aII kinds of crazy shit.
And he hit me. I just got the fuck out of there.
Fuck him.
Rape fantasy.
Can I stay here tonight?
Sure.
- Would you do me a favor? - Hmm?
I don't think I Iocked the front door.
My bag is in there, my credit cards and my cash,
and just-- pIease.
Give me your keys.
I forgot how much fun it was hanging out with you.
Great, no straw.
( exhaIes )
Where's Tracy?
WeII, she's not with me.
Does it Iook Iike she's with me? 'Cause I don't see her standing here.
Look , Nick, if you guys are fighting again--
No, we're not fighting.
What do you watch?
- A movie. - A movie?
What's that smeII? Is that you, Mr. Pissy Pants?
You know what?
I Iied.
Tracy is mad at me.
- Do you want to know why? - No!
Look, Nick, you need to go home, take a shower and go to bed.
I'II caII you a cab. You can wait outside.
HoIIywood. Yeah, can I get the number for CeIebrity Cab?
Whew!
What's that aII about?
Don't make a sound, and nobody's going to get hurt.
You're a freak, do you know that?
- ( grunts ) - Nick: Huh?
''Nicky, I used fake buIIets! I thought you'd think it was funny.''
Hmm?
You mind if I ask you a question, hmm?
Where the fuck is Tracy?
- Huh?! Where's my fucking girlfriend? - I don't know!
I think you know.
( screaming )
Nick: What's the deaI?!
( crying ) No!
( door creaks )
SaIIy?
Oh, shit! SaIIy, sh-- oh, sh-- oh, baby!
Oh, fuck!
Okay. Okay.
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
- Shh, shh-- It's okay, I'm here. - ( grunts )
I'm here.
Fuck! Fuck!
Okay, shh, don't move. We're gonna get you heIp, okay?
Fucking, fucking, fucking motherfucker! Fuck!
.. Bring on the ugly, bring on the shit ..
.. You bring me something that l just can't fix ..
What?
.. lf l make you ugly ..
.. lt might do the trick ..
.. No one can fix you ..
- Is she aII right? - .. You make me sick ..
- Tracy... - .. You bring out the worst in me ..
.. And you bring out the hate in me ..
.. My rap is something you can say ..
.. Now you're ugly. ..
Shit.
Hey, I thought that was you, man, what's up?
- Nothing. - Where's Tracy?
- I don't know. - What, you got in another fight?
- Yeah. - You guys!
I just came from this Iame-ass party over at Cherokee. I'm just going home.
I'm going home too.
AII right, man. See you Iater.
Hey! Get in!
- What? - Come on, l'll give you a ride home.
Get in the car.
You can picked up for prostitution
the way you're walking around in your stupid hood.
When I was in high schooI,
my mom wanted me to work in one of those burger joints.
- ReaIIy? - Yeah.
But I toId her I'd rather put a cigarette out in my eye.
I mean, think about it, Nick.
How many times couId you actuaIIy say,
''Hi, weIcome to Burger Bastards, how may I heIp you?''
''Would you like a drink with that?''
''Hey! Did you try our new fajitas?''
It wouIdn't be Iong untiI I just snapped!
Then some day, some foolio drives up and asked me to ''hoId the pickIes.''
I'd just Iunged through that window with a French fry scoop in my hand
and I just rammed those fucking pickIes right down his throat.
Jacki, you just missed my turn!
- ( laughs ) - Fuck!
Next thing you know, I'm standing in front of some judge
with this court-ordered attorney pIeading
the ''speciaI orders do fucking upset us'' defense.
Yeah, great. Listen, fIip a bitch at this Iight, wiII you?
- I'm fucking tired. - But it'd be worth it.
You know why, Nick?
- You're a fucking idiot, you know that? - Because when shit Iike that happens,
it's never about the pickIe.
Okay, that's good.
AnimaI, that's enough!
What the fuck are you doing? You're gonna kiII him!
Fucking asshoIe!
I gotta pee.
Jacki's voice: Okay, a murderer, a rapist,
and a dyke walk into a tattoo shop.
Oh, God. Please, a little help here!
l need a sign, man.
Just a little something to tell me what the fuck l'm supposed to do.
.. Bring on the ugly ..
.. Bring on the shit ..
.. You bring me something ..
.. That l just can't fix ..
.. lf l make you ugly ..
.. lt might do the trick ..
.. No one can fix you ..
.. You make me sick ..
.. You bring out the worst in me ..
.. And you bring out the hate in me ..
.. My rap is something you can say ..
.. Can't see you comin' ..
.. But we feel you leave ..
.. Don't see your own messes ..
.. You don't feel the grief..
.. When you bring on the ugly ..
.. When you bring on the shit ..
.. You bring me something ..
.. That l just can't fix ..
.. You bring out the worst in me ..
.. And you bring out the hate in me ..
.. My rap is something you can say ..
.. Now you're ugly ..
.. Did l take revenge on my broken brother? ..
.. Shall l make amends? ..
.. Should l even bother? ..
.. Did he pay the price for so many others? ..
.. 'Cause l don't feel a thing for that sick motherfucker! ..
.. You bring out the worst in me ..
- .. And you bring out the hate in me .. - You fucked up, homeboy.
.. My rap is something you can say. ..
WouId you Iet me heIp you?
- I'II cook us something. - WiII you just stop, pIease stop!
I'm sorry. I'm gonna go get some air, okay?
( rock music playing )
Hey, babe.
Oh, Jesus.
What the fuck?
You're just making this worse by avoiding her.
You can't--
I feeI Iike Tracy is just hiding from me.
And Faith, oh my God! Man, sometimes I catch her Iooking at me,
Iike she expects me to shatter.
I fucking hate it.
And my brother...
I Iove him, but...
we don't even know what to say to each other.
Did he teII you why he was in prison?
Yeah.
You what I remember most about that night?
My brother beating our stepfather to death
in my bed with me stiII in it.
I wish I'd had a big brother Iike AnimaI.
l was eight years old--
I remember...
watching this movie--
I don't remember what it was caIIed, but...
Bobby Darin was in it.
And he was pIaying his guitar in some army hospitaI.
And I tried so hard to pretend that he was singing to me,
and that I was there,
so I didn't have to be where I was.
I watched a Iot of movies Iike that.
I just-- I don't want peopIe to feeI sorry for me.
I mean, I feeI Iike a freak.
You're just kids, for Christ's sake.
They're the freaks, man.
You know...
SaI, I know it sounds stupid,
when you say it out Ioud
you know, or corny, whatever, but it's true, man.
Music was the one thing that heIped me.
When I pIay, I feeI...
Safe.
Yeah.
Wow!
I think I need to go beat the fuck out of my drums.
Yeah, you do.
.. Every six minutes someone says ''no'' ..
.. Every six minutes she gets ignored ..
.. It's not what you're wearing ..
.. It's not where you've been ..
.. The fact that they think so ..
.. TeIIs you something about sin ..
( mumbIing )
.. TeIIs you something about sin. ..
.. Every six minutes ..
.. Someone says ''no'' ..
.. Every six minutes ..
.. She gets ignored ..
.. It's not what you're wearing ..
.. It's not where you've been ..
.. The fact that they think so ..
.. TeIIs you something about sin ..
.. Every six minutes ..
.. A woman cries ..
.. Because every six minutes ..
.. Her pIeads are denied ..
.. No one's asking for it ..
.. It's no woman's even desire ..
.. That fact that they think so ..
.. Is a man-made Iiar ..
.. The passing of time ..
.. Have bring me cIoser to me ..
.. 'Cause I got Iove and justice ..
.. That keeps you free ..
.. I've got .38 speciaI ..
.. Reasons at my side ..
.. Face the uItimate ''no,'' big boy ..
.. This time I'II decide ..
.. If I had a buIIet ..
.. For every six minutes ..
.. I know just where to put it ..
.. Every six minutes ..
.. Running your heart ..
.. Running your brain ..
.. Maybe I gotta start ..
.. Just might ease my pain ..
.. The passing of time ..
.. Brings you cIoser to me ..
.. 'Cause l got love and justice ..
.. That keeps you free ..
.. I've got .38 speciaI ..
.. Reasons at my side ..
.. Face the uItimate ''no,'' big boy ..
.. This time, I'II decide ..
- .. If I had a buIIet .. - .. Every six minutes ..
.. I'd know just where to put it ..
.. Every six minutes ..
- .. If I had a buIIet .. - .. Every six minutes ..
- .. I'd know just where to put it .. - .. Every six minutes ..
- .. Every six minutes ..
- .. Every six minutes. ..
Hi, Daddy, it's me.
I think there's something wrong with my car.
You know, the cIutch or the brakes or something.
If you couId put some extra money in my account this week?
Okay. Thanks, Daddy. I Iove you. Bye.
Fuck!
( rock music playing )
I see you finaIIy got yourseIf a roadie.
WeII, yeah.
Well, my mom told l'd hurt
my femaIe parts hauIing aII that gear, so there you go.
Listen, now.
Did you ever think about wearing a dress?
I think about a Iot of things, Chuck,
but that's definiteIy not one of them.
WeII, that's too bad,
I think you'd Iook good in a dress. Pretty.
I think you'd Iook pretty in a dress too, Chuck.
WeII, I-- I shouId have your contract wrapped up in a week or so.
Sounds great. We're psyched. Thanks.
WeII, I think that deserves a hug.
Huh?
( forced Iaugh )
Okay, that's good, Chuck, thanks.
Right, right. Sorry.
- AII right. WeII, I'II see you. - See you.
Where the fuck is Tracy?
Can't keep pretending to tune this guitar.
We're gonna have to go on without her.
WeII, that'II sound Iike shit.
- What the fuck are we supposed to do? - Hey!
It's nice of you to fucking show up.
Tracy: Okay.
- Thanks, Mom. - Think you can take it from here?
Nee-nee-me-nee!
.. Even the drugs Iook good on you ..
.. Hey, pretty, pretty... ..
.. You fuck a rock and roII star ..
.. You're a gorgeous mess ..
.. A mess that's gone too far ..
.. Hey, pretty, pretty ..
.. Oh, pretty ..
.. Oh, pretty, oh, pretty ..
.. Yeah, yeah, yeah... ..
.. Oh! ..
Hey, Tracy. It's been a Iong time.
- How are you? - Looking good.
Yeah? I couId be a Iot better.
Hey!
Here, try this.
Oh, shit! Okay. Incoming student, be nice.
- Hi, Faith! - Hi!
Great show! Dude, you guys are so good!
But you know what, you wouId be reaIIy good,
if aII of your songs were faster and Iouder.
( Iaughing )
- Okay. Go home, and practice. - Practice?
- SIow, yeah! - SIow.
- Okay? - Yeah!
- Okay, bye guys. - AII right.
I don't have any money on me right now.
Come on, Johnny, I couId pay you on Monday!
- You know better than that. - Johnny, come on, man!
You know I'm good for it. You know I'm good for it.
Johnny, come on, I'II give you my bass.
Jesus, Tracy.
C'mon, what you want from me? PIease, give me a break!
( rough zipping )
Oh, fuck you.
AII right. AII right.
Ah, fuck!
Don't fucking come in my mouth, aII right?
( bottles rattling )
Hey!
Tracy!
What the fuck are you doing, man?
- I'm going home. - No, you're not.
No, you are not. You're coming back in there with me.
Chuck is in there. You're going to come back into the cIub and pretend
you actuaIIy give a shit about this band for about five minutes.
I got to get the fuck out of here, okay?
- ( retching ) - Oh, Jesus!
Jesus, Tracy!
CouId you be any more Iow rent?
Oh, Jacki. I think I need heIp.
Fine.
Here.
Go home.
No, Jacki! I mean--
Jacki's voice: Okay, Chuck!
Let's see what you've got here.
All right. All right, all right.
lf the recording budget is low, let's say, $10,000,
that means l'm supposed to quit.
No, wait. Come on, now. Let's be fair here.
Less than $7,000.
Well, l mean, unless of course, they offer really good tour support,
then it means, l should not quit.
Shit! Ow!
Oh, no!
Okay. Okay.
Okay.
Okay, when l pull it out, if it's the right side up,
that's an omen that l should keep going.
lf it's upside down, l'm out of here. So long. Thanks for the trip!
Oh, yeah! Okay, here we go.
$2,000!
That motherfucker!
Fuck, I shouId have known!
I shouId have fucking known! That motherfucker!
Oh, are they fucking kidding me?!
( electric guitar playing, indistinct singing )
I just wrote that Iast night. What do you think?
Look at that. We're out of time.
Okay, okay, so, I'II-- I'II see you next week?
Yes. Yes, you wiII.
- Yeah! - AII right.
Okay.
Remember the other night, at your gig?
- Yeah. - And you pIayed, and I was there, and--
Um... yeah?
That was reaIIy cooI.
Rock on!
- Rock, oh yeah. - Okay.
Practice and rock.
Okay.
- What the-- uh, shit! - ( Iaughing )
Hey! Stop, you IittIe runts!
( tires screeching )
.. They say it's IoneIy at the top ..
.. Let me teII you, man, it kiIIs at the bottom ..
.. Well, you will never hear your name ..
.. lf no one knows you, how can you be forgotten? ..
.. O-oh, o-oh... ..
Oh, baby, come on!
It's gonna be okay.
You aII right?
.. One and one and one make three ..
.. For everyone but not for me ..
.. ls there something that l can't see? ..
.. Is this what I was meant to be? ..
.. O-oh, o-oh... ..
.. They say it's IoneIy at the top ..
.. Let me teII you, man, it kiIIs at the bottom. ..
( car approaching )
( car door closes )
- Hey. - Hey.
Isn't it a IittIe Iate in the day for you to be drinking water?
- Where's SaIIy? - She just stopped to get gas.
I got to taIk to you.
What?
You're weirdin' me out, what?
I'm in Iove with you, Jacki. Let's make out.
Come on, before SaIIy gets here.
Fuck!
AII right. I've been going to meetings.
AA meetings?
AA, NA, aII the A's, you know?
Wow.
I thought something seemed different about you.
I thought, ''What'd she do, wash her hair?
FinaIIy cIean her cIothes? Get a forehead?''
I know, man, I fucked up. I know I fucked up.
- ( car door closes ) - Yep, you did.
Hey, I got 17 days cIean, man. I know it's not a Iot, but--
It's great, man. SeriousIy, that's great.
Jacki: Trace, Sally, listen.
I can't do this anymore, you guys.
I'm sorry, it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with you.
- I toId you. - That's buIIshit!
It has everything to do with us!
You think l don't spend time feeling sorry for myself?.
Jesus, you guys, how many more signs do you need?
- It's over. - We just got an offer.
It wasn't an offer, SaIIy. That was an insuIt.
I'm sorry. You just don't understand.
Fuck you, Jacki.
I wake up every morning
and I have to think of a reason to get out of bed.
Nothing makes sense.
The onIy thing that I do understand, the thing that I know...
is I want to be here.
I spent haIf of my Iife here, or some pIace just Iike it.
- I'm tired. - So, wait, wait a minute.
Let me get this straight. You--
I've spent so many fucking hours with you for so many years in this room,
and that all it was to you, it was just like, band practice?
But, Jacki, I know you don't think I give a shit about anything,
but I do care about this.
That's the onIy fucking thing I've ever been good at.
It's the onIy time I feeI anything-- I mean, reaI, anyway.
This is my famiIy.
I just-- I can't do it! It's just not happening.
Besides, I can't deaI with pIaying with some stranger.
She's not going to be a stranger. You'II pIay Iead.
I can't pIay Iead.
Jacki, you can't sing either-- that never stopped us.
Come on, man, we'II be a power trio.
Hey, Jacki.
If you quit, what are you going to be?
I know what Faith wouId say, she'd say, ''shut the fuck up, and pIay.''
What is this, the rock and roII intervention?
- ( knocks on door ) - ( humming )
( Chuck laughs maniacally )
This fucking atmosphere is eIectric! Big night, right?
Hey, Jacki, did you bring the contract?
Sure did, Chuck.
Right on.
( faint splattering )
Rock and roII, right, Iadies? Huh?
Huh?
Big guy. Roadie.
( flushing )
Jacki: There you go, Chuck.
What the heII is this?
It's my pee.
( Iaughing )
You fucked up, Jacki.
That's the best offer you're ever going to get.
Rock and roII! Right, Chuck!
Jacki: Enjoy the show, man.
You must've pissed her off!
You Iook good, man. Come on.
Thank you.
( crowd cheering )
Man: Rock and roII!
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen,
put your hands together for Clamdandy! Yeah!
This is for Faith.
Yeah! Whoo!
.. Punk rock girI says, ''Can't you pIay a IittIe faster? ..
.. I onIy Iike the music when it goes reaI fast'' ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''Can't you pIay a IittIe Iouder? ..
.. Just a IittIe Iouder 'cause I Iike it Iike that'' ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''If you want to speak to me ..
.. You better say it Ioud and you better say it fast'' ..
.. Punk rock girI, she don't want to hear no sIow songs ..
.. She don't see the point in crap Iike that ..
.. One, two, three, four! ..
( moans )
.. Lick me ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''Can't you pIay a IittIe faster? ..
.. I onIy Iike the music when it goes reaI fast'' ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''Can't you pIay a IittIe Iouder? ..
.. Just a IittIe Iouder, 'cause I Iike it Iike that!'' ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''If you want to speak to me ..
.. Then you better say it Ioud and you better say it fast'' ..
.. Punk rock girI says, ''The music doesn't move me ..
.. It onIy kicks my ass when it goes reaI fast!'' ..
Jacki's voice: l know, l know,
l'm a 40-year-old woman chasing a teenage dream.
But you know what? lt all comes down this.
These 40 or 50 minutes of playing live a few times a month.
.. Now I dream on the radio ..
.. Asking, ''Where's my guy? Did he fuck up?'' ..
.. No one thought we'd see this day ..
.. When we aII thought he dropped away ..
.. The rich or poor, right or left ..
.. BIack and white died the same death. ..
Jacki's voice: At the end of the day, when all is said and done,
you got your band, you got your family, and you got your friends.
- .. It's a beautifuI pIanet .. - And if you're really lucky...
.. It's a wonderfuI Iife ..
...they're all one and the same.
.. ...and after the bar bash ..
.. I'm having a party aII by myseIf ..
.. I'd invite the worId, but everyone's dead ..
.. ShaII I comb my hair? ShaII I wait on guests? ..
.. It gets any Iater, just wait on death! ..
Jacki's voice: All my life, all l ever wanted to be
- was a rock and roll star. .. It's a beautifuI pIanet ..
- lnstead, l'm a musician... - Crowd: It's a wonderfuI Iife!
- ...just some chick in a band. - .. It's a beautifuI pIanet ..
- And you know what? - Crowd: It's a wonderfuI Iife!
lt's fucking cool!
( rock music playing )
.. My life is three chords so let me finish ..
.. Waited too damn long for my 1 5 minutes ..
.. Got a skinhead on my couch, ex-junkies in my bed ..
.. Roadies passed out on the floor, the fun that never ends ..
.. lt's true, it's true, l'm poor but l'm happy ..
.. lt's true, it's true, l'm broke but l'm fine ..
.. lt's true, it's true, l'm poor but l'm happy ..
.. lt's true, it's true, 'cause all this nothing is mine ..
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won't sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won' t sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. Nothing used to matter except half past three ..
.. And the sweet, sweet taste of infidelity ..
.. Forget about what's right when being wrong is much more fun ..
.. Down and out in Hollywood, that's how the game is won ..
.. lt's true, it's true, there's a hole livin' in my heart ..
.. lt's true, it's true, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ..
.. lt's true, it's true, there's a hole livin' in my heart ..
.. lt's true, it's true, she was bad, bad, bad ..
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won't sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won't sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
( instrumental break )
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won't sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. Love don't last, won't dig that hole ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll ..
.. No record deal, won't sell my soul ..
.. They all complain and prey for rock and roll. ..