That is why I won’t do two shows a night anymore, I won’t.
I didn’t bargain for that.
I can’t see you, but I know you’re there.
Being invisible is the best.
Four score andoullie sausage ago blah blah blah.
Four score and seven-- (sound of piano roll music flapping in player piano.)
Don’t Shoot The Piano Player (He’s doing the best that he can.)
You play that thing one more time, I’m gonna melt it down into hairspray.
Motown, get your Detroit juicebox jheri curl ass in this chicken shit chop-chop A-S-A-F-P!
Doctor Detroit’s movin’ in! They say we’re movin’ out!
But I know exactly where I’m going. Getting closer and closer every day.
Okay, now you see which way you’re pointing, right? Yeah? Okay that’s good, because you see that place? See where it say “Rib Tip”? Mm-hmm. But fuck that, you don’t wanna go that way. You gonna go all the way down about half a block, and you’ll see a Torino with no wheels on it. Now inside that Torino is my cousin, Jackie. Now you tell him you’re my boy and you’re lost, and he’ll make sure you get to where your goin’ cause you don’t want to know from me, man. This ain’t even my neighborhood. I’m from the west side of Chicago, here on vacation.
Do you understand the words coming out of my mouth?
Do they understand any of it to start? Somehow they begin to.
Only I didn’t say “Fudge.” I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the “F-dash-dash-dash” word!
Fire?
That word is special. That word is only for something really important.
Those words mean so much to a man who scrubs garbage cans. Look, if you don’t want me in your Army, kick me out, but get off my back.
Ok, let me see if I’ve got this straight. In order to be grounded, I’ve got to be crazy. And I must be crazy to keep flying. But if I ask to be grounded, that means I’m not crazy anymore, and I have to keep flying.
The more you try to act sane, the crazier you start to look. If you smile too much, you’re delusional or you’re stifling hysteria. And if you don’t smile, you’re depressed. If you remain neutral, you’re emotionally withdrawn, potentially catatonic. Don’t you get it? You’re a Code 12, so am I. We’re here for the exact same reasons. We both pissed off the cops.