Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Drew, stop! Shh. - I should have trusted you.

Then what is it?

But I can guarantee you something much more rare...

Not Joshy-Z, nor the Z-Guyz.

...but lately he seems more like a...

...in Margaret Thatcher's bumhole.

And I gave him his first million.

She looks familiar to me, this woman. She looks eerily familiar.

What's your price for flight?

...is gonna be great for the city and for us.

And no results. Nothing.

No more bullshit. No more bullshit.

Everybody, listen up!

- Okay, well, bye. Oh. - Bye.

Sepitembala 6, 1989

His tour bus left L.A., taking Stacee Jaxx with it.

Of course we are. Arsenal's last show.

- Some were born to sing the blues - Some were born to sing the blues

- Paul, I-- - Okay.

Me and the ladies are going after all the church groups...

Swallow your tears

And no one else can.

Heaven isn't too far away

Darlin', in my wildest dreams

Well, at least we have the Arsenal show coming up.

Oh, I’m gonna harden my heart

I think due to the changing nature of the music industry...

God hates rock 'n' roll!

Baby, put me underneath

No, no. I put him on the map.

He's licking his lips, he's ready to win

...to attend a satanic ritual to sew up Debbie Harry's vagina?

You lot need to feel the wind of change. Blow the cobwebs out of your gussets.

I'm gonna call the press.

Sepitembala 18, 1989

I wanna know what love is

- So I started rockin' - Rockin'

SHERRIE, JUSTICE & DREW: Just like every night has its dawn

Any way you want it"

...you foul and pestilent congregation of vapors...

Any way you want it

Desire is coming, it breaks out loud

Ha-ha-ha. That's right, Hey Man, rock will never die.

I got the night on my side

I'm not interested, sweetheart. I need you two to get back to work.

How dare you?! How dare you?!

Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet

I'm gonna swallow my tears

Every rose has its thorn

No, we ain't gonna take it

And love left this place a long time ago.

Though I keep searching for an answer

Dropped out of Woodrow Wilson High in 11th grade.

Sepitembala 30, 1989

There are hundreds of "yous" out there. And tonight?

now mother fucker

I would never do that.

Thank you. Thanks.

She loves to move She loves to groove

Can you please ask Hey Man to just chill for a second or two, man?

No, no, no. No.

Yes, I’m talking to Dennis. Oh-ho. He just flipped me off.

- Up and down the boulevard - Up and down the boulevard

- Here I am, rock you like a hurricane - Here I am, rock you like a hurricane

I'm your charity case So buy me something to eat

- You want a gig? Mm. - Yeah.

Sepitembala 19, 1987

Last night was shaking and pretty loud

Put something on, man.

Not you too, Hey Man.

- You sang in the church choir every Sunday. - Lutheran.

This is Constance Sack. Rolling Stone.

I'm your undercover love

All I gotta say to you When you tell me not to play

Don't stop believin

Aerobics. I teach aerobics.

Don't be so pessimistic. Stacee just put you guys back on the map!

And when you're up there, you're untouchable.

I'm really sorry about the shape I'm in

And that record was produced about eight years ago.

From my head My head to my feet

- Then you wouldn't have to say - Then you wouldn't have to say

- Paul? - Oh, crap. Yeah, sorry, man.

You ain't ruined, baby. But you will be if you stay here.

Pour your sugar on me

Oh, my God, I just threw up.

But right now I can't make ends meet

Thought I passed my own shadow

Sepitembala 9, 1987

Payin' anything to roll the dice

Every rose has its thorn

...one final time for...

Sepitembala 28, 1989

Do it a couple times. You'll be fine.

So come and take your time And dance with me

She's not here. She's at The Bourbon...

So tomorrow, as part of my "Clean Up The Strip" initiative...

We should review all their paperwork for violations.