1991: The Year Punk Broke

---

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Sonic Youth

Dance!

Dance to dancing

To German prancing

To f***in' 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 f***ing

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 f***ing name?

You American insane chicks

and d*cks

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 b*tch

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 f*** 'em

F*** '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 sh*t's f***ing

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

f***ing 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

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes