Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, thank you.

When I was a naive undergrad at UCLA, I had a roommate.

...for the band I’m in.

To change this lonely life

What part of "We're screwed" don't you understand?

Come on, son. Up you get!

Won't you tell me If I’m coming on too strong?

We built this city on rock 'n' roll

Love is like a bomb

Well, kiss him goodbye.

Sepitembala 18, 1987

- Where you from? - Oklahoma.

Maybe you should help me practice.

Crap. We got a problem.

You used to be great. But whatever made you that way, it's gone.

It's better this way. Less chance to screw up, right?

Drew? That Drew? Our Drew?

You little shit.

- Ooh! - This is our Watergate!

This is Cognac.

...and I knew there was only one man on the ticket...

- What did you see? - The night I played.

Sepitembala 10, 1987

- Dead or alive - Dead or alive

Actually, I told him the gig was last night, so technically he's a day late. Don't tell him.

You have such a perky...

Was a one-way ticket

Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.

Of breaking little hearts Like the one in me

Pour some sugar on me

C'mon, fire me up

- Bourbon. - Oh, Dennis. Paul Gill.

Your rock brother, Stacee."

Let me ask you something:

Here, hold this.

Where is Stacee?

And now I hear you've found

It's so beautiful. I can't believe you wrote that.

...hack journalist took some potshots at you?

Ooh In the name of love

- Closer to it every day - Closer to it every day

Of breaking little hearts Like the one in me

I'm walking here! Whoo!

Didn't know how to play it

More days to come, new places to go

And other people's projections of what they want me to be.

...and Stacee Jaxx all have in common?

- A love that will survive - A love that will survive

Every day it seems we're wastin' away

But I couldn't tell you where I spent last night

Back to one, everyone!

Sepitembala 15, 1987

I like to dance.

Can I help you?

Any way you want it That's the way you need it

What do you mean?

I have an adequately sized, uncircumcised penis.

I'm gonna turn and leave you

To walk along the lonely street of dreams

Yeah, whatever that means. Okay, bye.

Like a trip through the past

Oh, the movie never ends

Underneath the bar?

- Right? - Yeah, we did!

It's all the same

- I want to rock - Rock

Nothing. You're over-thinking it.

Sepitembala 8, 1989

...Wolfgang Von Colt!

Guys! Guys! We're opening up for Arsenal.

Sweet to taste Saccharine

If I could just draw your attention to the inside sleeve.

Though I tried not to hurt you

Please welcome to the stage the very poorly titled...

- Every rose has its thorn - Every rose has its thorn

Streetlights, people

- That game's too bloody surreal anyway. - Ugh!

Hey, they're lip-synching!

Like a blue suburban sky

...that you had no other option but to go solo?

Mmm, lonely world

Are you serious?

This must be just like livin' in paradise

Mark. And play back.

Hit me with your best shot

You are cutting my throat here!

If we cut off the head, the Strip will die.

Any way you want it

- Oh, no, I don't mix my drinks. - No, no, no.

I'm gonna turn and leave you here

Senior year, you had the third lead in your high school musical.

Stacee! Stacee! Stacee!

When you keep it all to yourself"

Hey, Los Angeles!

So put another dime in the jukebox, baby

But always disappears

Where the faces are so cold

Just like every night has its dawn

You got the peaches I got the cream

You're a candle in the window

I like to dance. NNY

I'm always workin' Slavin' every day

...is none other than Patricia Whitmore, the mayor's wife!

- Wait, you think he and I--? - I don't think.

Into our guitars?

- Well, hello, Paul. - Well, hello, Dennis. Lonny.

You're one lucky son of a gun.

Suppose they get corrupted and seduced by the Man...

- I wanna feel what love is - I wanna feel what love is

But, Mitch, this ends tonight.

Any way you want it That's the way you need it