Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Paul, I am Wolfgang Von Colt.

You used to write great songs. Where are they now?

- He's better than Concrete Ballz. - Good point.

Say, superstar, rise and shine.

- I want you to show me - I want you to show me

Well, you're a real tough cookie With a long history

- No offense. - None taken.

My words exactly. This interview is over.

Well, you're a real tough cookie With a long history

Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever

The mayor's wife appears to be an ex-groupie of none other than Stacee Jaxx!

I need a chance just to get away

...I, for one, am not scared for our city's children.

You're all gonna go to hell!

- Yeah, waitin' for a girl like you - Yeah, waitin' for a boy like you

Am I missing anything?

This is the stupidest thing I've ever done. I can't do it.

What's it like to be the Stacee Jaxx?

To rock 'n' roll.

A love that will survive

Oh. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I’m so sorry.

Take it to the end of the line

Sepitembala 27, 1987

A-Lord, then put me away

- I'm your undercover love - Paul!

...we're shutting them down.

...and please welcome to the stage for their debut here at The Bourbon Rooms...

And who is your muse? Ahem.

She took the midnight train Goin' anywhere

No, I don't think so. She's a singer.

Ha-ha-ha. But screw it. Keep it. I get fussy about singles anyway.

Drool are very expensive.

I mean, of course, you're not really gonna burn the place down to the ground, right?

Here I go again

I'm just another heart in need of rescue

Oh, Lord, I pray You give me strength to carry on

He can't go in there!

You don't know her.

What are you doing?

Does Dennis know?

Sepitembala 12, 1987

That's the short answer?

Come on! Hit me with your best shot

Pretend like nobody's watching you.

Actually, my boyfriend wasn't really athletic.

John (US) You are grounded grounded grounded grounded.for god's sakes

I'm a jukebox hero

Any way you want it

- Their shadows searching in the night - Their shadows searching in the night

Though I keep searching for an answer

- I've had enough of this! Tell Dennis I quit! - Beth! Come on!

C'mon, fire me up

- Sherrie.... - What?

Hey, Joshy-Z, if all these people want refunds, my club is closed.

Give it a whirl, I suppose.

The problem is, I think I'll only ever be good on a jukebox.

Sepitembala 23, 1989

- ...hateful music... - Yes.

Hey, Stacee, you made it.

I'm Gonna Call The Press.

- I love you-- - Shh!

...she put a mirror up to Stacee Jaxx.

Wait, wait, wait. "Stacee's take"?

Thank you, Stacee Jaxx.

And that's because I have a secret weapon.

It's time to go home.

Stacee Jaxx and Arsenal!

How I love the way you move

That's okay Let's see how you do it

'Cause we're the ship of fools

...and lured her into his suite at the Park Hyatt.

I gave him his first gig.

...but also me.

Do we trust him?

...the ears of our children with this poison...

Workin' hard to get my fill

And like a flaming dipshit you believed her, dumped your jock boyfriend...

And I quit too!

- Did he take your money? - He took my records.

- Line crossed. Let's go, sweetheart. - Don't touch me.

And Stacee Jaxx thanks you.

This is something I kind of started working on after we met last night.

Quieten down, please, you hot fecund soup of estrogen and testosterone.

We're even talking to the Health Department.

Sepitembala 1, 1989