CBGB Page #2

I used to have such sweet dreams

Now it's more like an air raid

I see the opposition clear

I set up flare

I don't care

- All that matters to me

- I don't care

That's all right, b*tch, I

I don't care

Slip out of myself like a shadow

Second verse is a lot better.

Somersault through walls

I can't tell it's really so odd

Is this spring or fall?

I thought it was good.

Not very country.

Going to have to change that name.

False advertising.

There's something there.

I can see there is something there.

Jonathan, your stomach's growling.

Do you want to go get a bagel?

Lisa, do you want something to eat?

No.

I ate your chili last night.

So...

if you're not going to

school, you getting a job?

It's 7:
30 in the morning.

You've gotta have some plan. What is it?

To not be here when you get back.

Oh, sh*t.

I was saying let me out of here

Before I was even born

It's such a gamble

when you get a face

It's fascinatin' to

observe what the mirror does

But when I dine, it's for

the wall that I set a place

I belong to the blank generation

And I can take it or

leave it each time

Excuse me. I have to open up.

He's dead.

I've been watching him for you, Hilly.

- Has anybody informed the police?

- Nah.

Cops don't care too much

about dead guys in the Bowery.

Where'd he come from?

Upstairs.

Somebody answer that!

Hey, answer the phone already!

There's a dead body outside.

Do you wanna come see if

it's one of your guests?

Not particularly.

That guy stabbed in the shower

here last month... Big mess.

Had to call the cops three

times. Pain in my ass.

What? You want a room?

- What's goin' on, Stan?

- I'm arresting this man...

under suspicion of murder.

- Whose suspicion?

- Look, Kristal...

let me do my job, okay?

What about the body?

Welcome to CBGB's, gentlemen.

Compliments of the house.

And who the hell are you?

Hilly Kristal.

Police took a guy for murder today.

- Yeah, we heard.

- He didn't do it.

Plays the violin. We call him "Idaho. "

- Yeah, he's a little guy.

- Yeah, he's a junkie.

I'd like to help him, but I

need some guidance on that.

What do we get out of it?

I'm your neighbor.

Got lots of neighbors.

You treat me right...

I'll treat you right.

I'll make a call.

Merv...

another round of beers...

for our neighbors here.

- Hey, Hilly.

- Hello, Idaho.

I'm sorry about this.

Jail's not so bad.

At least they got heat.

Why did you come?

Because you needed me.

It's hard bein' a man

Livin' in a garbage pail

- You read much?

- I'm a junkie, Hilly.

Do I look like I read

f***ing books to you?

I can't stand it anymore, more

Small Is Beautiful:

A Study of Economics

as if People Mattered.

Just came out.

Talks about how economics has become...

the dominant ideological

force in society.

How we need to rethink that...

with art, music...

A purple dog who wears spats

- You're out of gas.

- It's only a few more blocks.

They're livin' out in the hall

And I can't stand it anymore

You got vodka?

I can't stand it anymore, more

I can't stand it anymore, more

I can't stand it anymore, more

If Shelly would just come

back, it'd be all right

I remember

How the darkness doubled

I recall

Lightning struck itself

I was listening

- Listening to the rain

- Oh, sh*t.

Whoa!

It's no good.

Damn showers!

This place is cool, man.

Hey! Hey! 2.50!

Jesus Christ!

You're blocking the drain.

- Good working with you.

- Yeah.

- Uh, I'll see you tomorrow?

- Yes.

Don't look now Don't

heed the warning

Seven dollars? How am I

supposed to live on this?

Hey, man, art sucks.

Isn't it about time?

Not a bad night.

Nearly electrocuted a guy.

Doubled the attendance.

Fire, flood, familiar famine

The jungle so far away

Blood baked into blackened soil

How many tons a day?

Isn't it about time?

Isn't it about time we learned?

Isn't it about time?

Isn't it about time we learned?

Isn't it about time?

Isn't it about time we learned?

Isn't it about time?

"OMFUG"?

Other Music For Uplifting Gormandizers.

Ah, yeah.

Well, that explains it.

Your mother called. She wants to

know when you're paying her back.

- Tell her we need a little time.

- I did.

And that things are picking up.

- So what's the problem?

- I lied.

I am working...

on some other financial opportunities.

Excellent.

Watch it.

You book any country yet?

Close as I got was some

guy named Wayne County.

He was thinking of

becoming Jayne County.

I was hearing "country.

" He was saying "County. "

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

Good luck.

Wa-Wa-Wa-Wait,

wait, wait.

I gotta pee.

- Hold it!

- I can't!

You are not going!

I'll be back.

Maybe it was a mistake to hire

a junkie as the third hand.

Hurry up!

Excellent.

So much for the lucrative

world of piano delivery.

Hey, I'm quick.

Uh-oh.

In all of my years of public life...

I have never profited...

never profited from public service.

I have never obstructed justice.

Because people have got to know whether

or not their president's a crook.

Well, I'm not a crook. I've

earned everything I've got.

- All right.

- Right there.

Ah!

If you guys weren't neighbors, I'd

put that chair on your bill, Bert.

F*** you, Hilly. This table, it tilts.

They shorted us on

the hard liquor order.

If we don't pay the

bill, they'll cut us off.

- Lisa.

- Hi.

You leaving that rotten boyfriend

and going back to school?

- No.

- If it's money you came for...

- You seen this?

- No.

"The great thing about

this band, Television...

is that they have absolutely

no musical or socially

redeeming characteristics,

and they know it. "

- Who wrote that?

- Josh Feigenbaum.

- Who's he?

- He's important.

So, people are gonna read this,

and they're gonna start talking.

And bands are gonna start

showing up, wanting to play here.

And all bands have fans.

Even the shitty ones.

And everybody wants to be

in a band and have fans...

so new bands are gonna

start up and show up.

You have no idea

what's about to happen here.

So, gimme a job.

The pay sucks. The music sucks.

But far be it for me to refute

the words of Josh Feigenbaum.

- What do you expect to do around here?

- What do you do around here?

Do you want a job, or

do you want to fight?

I asked you for a job.

Fine.

Okay. To start with... bands will

sound check from 4:00 to 6:00.

Yeah.

I'll post the lineup at 7:30.

Bands don't get to decide the

order. They fight and they're out.

- Got it. Anything else?

- Yeah. Bikers don't pay for their drinks.

When?

- A lot.

- Ever.

- Why not?

- Policy.

CBGB.

Collection

services. Willy Kristal?

Hold on. Bill collectors. You're hired.

Clean up on aisle 10.

Oh, he is not talking to me, is he?

Yes, he is.

Number 14.

Fifteen.

It's hard bein' a man

Livin' in a garbage pail

My landlady called me up

That's 11,12.

Idaho, hey. Where's the beer?

- There's no beer.

- What do you mean?

Hilly didn't pay the bill. For

the same reason there's no phone.

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