The Decline of Western Civilization Page #7

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over here grabbing a girl

and shakin' and sh*t

and throwin' them up against

the stage, you know,

grabbing her ass or whatever,

they are dancing,

they're having a good time.

You know, she may be crying,

but she may be loving it

as weird as these kids can get.

PENELOPE:
You think

there's gonna be trouble now?

There better not be.

Do I think

there's gonna be trouble?

Well, there better not be

any trouble.

PENELOPE:
Why?

What happens if there is?

Well, where are you gonna

put on your next show

if there is trouble here?

The bands have to work with

the promoters of these shows

or it just won't work at all.

And we're only too happy

to work with them.

I think I understand

what pogo is,

I put on a couple of shows

out here

and they've come off

with no real problems.

PENELOPE:
Yeah.

The last show l was out here,

you had a cat that had, uh,

long, blond hair.

And soon as uh...

Well, he did not understand

as you're pointing out.

He did not understand

the difference

between pogoing and...

and real violence.

There is no actual difference,

violence is violence.

But, I mean, if they're

bashing each other

and enjoying it,

well, that's up to them.

Um, the only performance that

ever makes it and is a success

is the performance

that causes total madness.

Yeah, I don't really want to be

a party to that.

PENELOPE:
Dutch, what's the

worst problem you ever had?

Uh, one time three guys came up

on stage

and they were hassling

the lead singer for uh...

Exene, I believe it was,

from the band X.

And they were trying to rip off

her dress or something.

I had to go out

and kick them in the face.

-[WALKIE TALKIE CRACKLES]

- PENELOPE:
Yeah.

Go ahead,

we'll talk in the back.

Go ahead.

MAN:
Let's get them

in place.

I want to get the doors open.

Okay, on location.

- PENELOPE:
Okay, thanks a lot.

- Thank you.

[DISTORTED MUSIC]

Red tape

I can see, can't you see?

Red tape

Doin' to you and doin' to me

Red tape

Bureaucracies and bourgeoisie

Red tape

Killing you, killing me

Tax that, tax that

Tax that, tax that

No more red tape

Can't you see?

Red tape

Bureaucracies and bourgeoisie

Red tape

Killing you, killing me

Red tape

Moolah, moolah

Tax that, tax that

Tax that, tax that

No more red tape

Red tape

I can see, can't you see?

Red tape

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Red tape

Bureaucracies and bourgeoisie

Red tape

Killing you, killing me

Tax that, tax that

Tax that

No more red tape

Whoo!

[PLAYING BACK AGAINST THE WALL]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[TUNING INSTRUMENTS]

Hey, man!

Beat up guys smaller than you?

[SPEAKER FEEDBACK]

[PLAYING I JUST WANT SOME SKANK]

Empty frame on the wall

Cat and mouse

when she don't call

And all I do is think of her

The TV screen's

pictures blurred

So take it away, take it away

Every night the scene is set

We got to drink to forget

8 cannot incur this debt

Where's the gun?

Here's my head!

Let's go to the Hong Kong

Breaking glass at Madame Wong's

Let's go get a bottle

Getting drunk, getting loose

Skank, skank

Skank, skank

Skank, skank

Skank, skank

[SCATTING]

[PLAYING BEVERLY HILLS]

Beverly Hills, Century city

Everything's so nice

And pretty

Everybody looks the same

Don't they know

They're f***ing lame?

There she goes

Three piece suit

Spandex pants

And her cowboy boots

[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

Beverly Hills, Century city

Everything's so nice

And pretty

AH the people look the same

Don't they know

They're f***ing lame?

There she goes

Three piece suit

Cowboy hat, cowboy boots

[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

Beverly Hills, Century city

[PLAYING WASTED]

I was so wasted

X was so wasted

You know that! am

I was so wasted

X was wasted

I was so wasted

X was wasted

Wasted

I was so wasted

X was wasted

I was so wasted

X was wasted

[CROWD SHOUTING]

MAN:
Whoo!

It's like...

When I go to concerts,

it's like my friends get beat up

by my friends, you know.

Then it's like f***ed, you know.

'Cause it's like they're not

beating up the rig ht people.

They're not beating up

the f***ing posers.

They're beating up just, like,

just my friends.

It's f***ed, you know.

It seems like little crowds,

you know, they'll be dancing.

And they'll start punching

and then they'll just like,

move over to the side, you know,

and it'll just go back and forth

and back

and you can't...

you can't dance.

Like, when you see a fight,

like, all these people

start running over to the fight.

They don't care who it is.

They just start kicking.

You know, going, you know...

PENELOPE:
Why do you

think they do that?

Just to get aggression out,

you know.

'Cause they're f***ed.

I don't know.

That's why I do it.

Just to get aggression out.

All this f***ing pent up sh*t.

And, uh...

They cut their hair

and you know, they dye it.

Then they come up there

and you know...

A lot of them cause problems.

You know, you see the young kids

with their head shaved

and they really get belligerent.

Short hair, you just see Am...

The clean-cut American look.

Man, it's just cool.

Yeah.

I put a guy in the hospital

you know, a little while back.

PENELOPE:
What happened?

Uh, broke his nose and his jaw.

I cut up his face.

They said I hit him

with a chain.

I guess I did.

Just a little bit drunk.

Didn't remember.

What's the pent up aggression?

Where does that come from?

Well, with me, it just comes

from like, living in the city

and just seeing everything,

seeing all the ugly old people

and just the f***ing...

The buses and just the din.

That, you know, it just...

That's what I see all the time.

So, just all the time

you're f***ing bummed.

You're just thinking about that,

so when I go there, I just...

sometimes I get out

some aggression.

Maybe by beating up

some a**hole, you know.

There's a lot of violence

in the music. There should be.

PENELOPE:
Why are they so angry?

Um, they don't know.

I don't know.

You know, they think that's

what punk rock is, violence.

A lot of people are afraid

of me.

But that's just like,

they go by appearance.

Guess I'm a scary

looking person.

I've probably punched out

everybody I know

one time or the other,

but I've always ran afterwards.

'Cause I'm...

I can't fight.

I like making

a spectacle of myself.

I'm a total rebel.

I rebel against everything.

I guess I'm an alcoholic.

[CHUCKLES]

I just hang by myself mostly,

you know.

Why?

Well, f***, I don't know.

I don't know.

I'm just like that.

You know, I just like

being by myself.

The police are all

calling me names

and they made me take a shower

'cause they said I smell.

They asked me why I don't

wash my clothes more often.

I swear to God,

I hate cops to the max.

Sometime, when n*ggers come up

to me, they're like, you know...

They'll wanna...

They'll go, "Hey!"

And then they'll start

chasing me, like...

You know most times I ran.

Yeah, in LA I get chased a lot.

You know.

But it doesn't really mean I...

You know, I'm sure

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