02x10 - A Rap And A Hard Place
Posted: 03/19/24 16:41
♪
(Honking)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
♪
Just look at this.
Can you believe it?
Oh, look at all these people
just lying around.
Do any of them look like they’re
having fun?
Do they even look alive?
No, they all look like this.
And this!
(Clicking)
Our whole town might as well be
asleep.
Bayview needs to shake off it’s
doldrums and pull together to be
all that we can be!
I like have the perfect
solution.
Get everyone to wear these!
Nobody can be like unhappy in
knee high yellow go go boots!
Look.
Impossible.
They’re so like ’s, so Hair,
so Goldie Hawn!
They make your whole body, like,
feel like singing.
♪ I just want to sing
JULIESandra!
We need to unite the people of
this town against their common
enemy.
Tedious, monotonous, stagnant,
vegetative, catatonic boredom!
(Knocking)
Like, Hi, boys!
Good morning.
Hey.
See what I mean?
Do none of you see my happy
boots?
♪ Feelin’ groovy ♪
It’s Monday, okay?
It’s more than Monday, it’s
every day!
It’s last weeks football game.
ALLHey, ho, whatever.
A town’s spirit begins with
the energy of it’s youth.
But look at us!
Even our bullies have lost their
will to torment others.
Push him in that puddle and
laugh.
You push him in the puddle
and laugh.
Town spirit starts with
school spirit?
Has no one but me noticed we’ve
had the same class pet since
?
How can we have any school
spirit when our campus flag is a
student being carried off by
vultures?
PELSWICKActually that’s
better than our last flag.
A school with a broken heart
being sucked into a black
swirling vortex of nothingness.
It’s kind of depressing.
Apathy is a disease!
What’s, like, apathy?
(Gasping)
Apathy, uh, here it is.
"Laziness, boredom, lack of
interest, droopiness."
It’s all a disease!
If you let it spread there’s no
telling what depths you could
sink to.
It’s up to us to do something
about this.
I’m telling you knee high
yellow boots!
♪ I just want to sing
(Grunting)
Get serious.
Play?
Oh, sorry, Bobby boo boo.
I gotta go play a big person
game.
Mr. Piggy Bank’s full, so Agnes
and me are taking the senior
charter shuttle bus to gamble
city!
Oh, we’ll eat some cheap food
and then dump this bucks into
the slot machine.
Then after we lose it all we’ll
catch Ricky Martin’s show.
Yeah, and maybe follow him back
to his hotel room and pick the
lock.
I’ve got your vida loca right
here, big boy.
Oh, kitty will play with you.
(Meowing)
Hm, you’re my favourite.
I’m going to eat you last.
Plus, they go with like
everything.
Sandra, the answer to our
town’s apathy is not yellow
boots!
Think spirit, think heavyweight
boxer level self esteem.
Think...bone brain.
Oh yeah?
Swamp face!
Not you!
Bone brain of that rock band
"Them Too"
♪In the name of looking less
gross♪
♪Help the homely buy a new
nose♪
Wow, like Plastic-Aid.
They raised like gajillion
dollars to buy cosmetic surgery
for the homely.
That’s the answer!
Nose jobs for the whole
school?
No, Sandra, the power of
song!
Rock music drives every movie,
every hip TV show, every bum
wiggling jean selling
commercial.
Only rock stars can truly save
the world.
Especially rock stars with,
like, knee high yellow boots!
JULIEFellow Bayview-ers.
This Friday you’re all invited
to the first annual Heal the
Town Motivational Rock Concert!
Huh, I heard if you play
those rock songs backward you go
completely googly eyed insane
and try to eat a ship.
This concert will be for
people of all ages.
And our headliner will be the
hot new band "Escape from
Alcatraz."
Escape from Alcatraz?
Who are those losers?
Oh no no, no no no no no no no.
No way!
I’m not musical.
Look, I can’t even tap my foot.
(Grunting)
Too late, I already made the
posters.
Hey, how come I’m the
drummer.
You were the only one with
your hands up in the school
picnic photo.
A squirrel was trying to rob
me.
(Gasping)
Look out, he’s got an acorn!
Ooh.
I’ll write the music and the
lyrics.
And I’ll stand on stage in
knee high yellow boots with one
of those things that makes a
shack-a-lack-whack sound.
I would love to, really, but
even if we had talent and could
sing.
Where are we going to get
instruments and a place to
rehearse?
No, no, don’t bat the eyes.
Ahh.
(Sighing)
You guys can make as much
noise as you want in here.
Ah, gee, thanks.
Ooh, there are light bulbs in
the back of this thing.
Those are tubes.
This is classic equipment.
Classic?
It’s old.
The spiders in the drums have
beards.
(Sighing)
The times we had.
♪ Dancing on a Thursday,
Thursday night ♪
♪ Dancing on a Thursday night
Fake tongues!
Flash pod!
(Exploding)
Have fun guys!
♪
(Cell phone ringing)
Hey, Mom.
Yeah, okay.
I’ll be home in a couple of
hours.
(Beeping)
You know you’re in trouble
when your cell phone knows more
songs than your band.
(Laughing)
♪ Come on people pull together
♪ Make our school cheer ring
out ♪
Um, like wouldn’t it be
better if it was "Make our
school cheer bellow"?
So you can rhyme it with
boots of yellow?
Not necessarily.
Okay, I see you.
Get bigger and tell me what’s
wrong with my life besides the
fact that I was just booed by a
year old spider.
That looks a lot like someone
I know.
Hey, look at that cloud.
It looks just like a guardian
angel getting a massage.
Ooh, yeah.
Under the wings.
What wings?
And that one looks like the
lead singer from Sprook!
Did you decompress too
quickly on your way down?
Wait!
Lead singer!
You’re giving me a hint about
how to get out of this band
without upsetting Julie!
Don’t be so silly, there’s
no way out of it.
Now that’s weird.
That puffy cloud just looks like
a big puffy cloud.
You oughta get a picture of that
before it turns into something
el--
Nope, too late.
It’s a poodle.
If I collect enough box tops
can I get a decoder ring for
you?
Well, I’ve done enough
good here, come along, junior.
Just for that I’m going to
get famous so I won’t need an
obscure deadbeat guardian angel.
Three, two, one, gamble!
Woo, it never did that
before.
Better scram before they charge
us for busting it.
Oh my, you’ve each one the
million dollar mega jackpot.
Sheesh Prissy, I thought we
were going to gamble until we
lose, eat cheap food, and go
home with Ricky Martin’s pants.
Oh, Ricky, better start
pushing them back in.
(Sighing)
Oh darn, if this keeps up
we’re going to be here forever.
Welcome to the Alcatraz Heal
the Town Spirit Show.
Fellow--
(Distorted high pitched
warbling)
(Murmuring)
"How to bootleg hot new acts
and make a fortune."
We’re "Escape from Alcatraz."
Did she call us degenerate
cops and nerfle?
If my eyes go googly and I
head for the marina?
Lasso me and tie me to this
chair.
Here’s the music and lyrics.
Well, I don’t read music, I
had to put stickies on the
keyboard to know which notes to
play.
So did Goon.
Hit this one, and hit this
one, and go boom boom boom on
the foot one.
No problem, we’ll play loud
and you just yell the words like
Rage Against the Washing
Machine.
A one, a two, a one, two, three,
four!
♪ Come on people get the
spirit ♪
♪ Can’t do nothing sleeping ♪
♪ Yellow knee high go-go boots
will stop your toesie’s
weeping ♪
(Distorted music playing)
♪ Nothing makes your legs
rejoice like knee high yellow
boots ♪
What?
The mayor is a festering frog
porridge?
Bullies should have their
tongues slammed in doors of nor?
(Distorted music playing)
♪ Which is easier to do in
yellow b-o-o-t-s ♪
(Drumming)
They just called us a bunch
of slimy booger munchers!
Get ’em!
(Murmuring)
Are they storming the stage
for our autographs?
’Cause I forgot mine.
Actually, I don’t think it’s
autographs they want, it’s our
heads on a platter.
Rock and roll!
(Murmuring)
I can’t believe we won our
own casino, Agnes.
Tell the concierge we want
softer steak, firmer mattresses,
and three massages, pronto!
Three?
(Moaning)
(Gasping)
Did you hear that horrible
concert?
That boy sang no babies are
cute!
(Gasping)
No?
(Flatulence sounding)
ALLStamp out the hate,
smash it in the face!
Smash smash smash, hate hate
hate!
ANNOUNCERBayview, a usually
quiet and peaceful town was
shaken last night by the foul
lyrics of a new local rock
band.
When they sang "Janitors
should drink their own
suds buckets."
I was outraged!
Did you hear what they said
about skinny kids with big
glasses?
They said we were nerdy!
Plaid is for losers?
I could’ve pounded them.
Hm.
But the stuff they said about
nerds was pretty funny.
When they said their vice
principal was crazy I was so
mad I told off the little man
who lives in my stomach and
eats the croutons in my salads.
Don’t you, you little rascal!
(HIGH PITCHED VOICE)No, I
don’t, don’t blame me, no!
We didn’t say any of that
stuff!
Well, I’ve had enough, I’m
going home.
Goon, I don’t think leaving’s
a good idea.
Especially since they built that
machine to toss anyone who steps
out the front door into a bucket
of dead fish!
Test!
(Splashing)
PELSWICKWell, Julie, you
got your wish.
I don’t see much apathy out
there.
Oh, if we could just, like,
get everyone to wear yellow knee
high boots.
♪ I just want to sing
(Grunting)
Hey.
Get serious!
MANWelcome to parents of
kids everybody hates.
Would our newest member care to
begin?
(Throat clearing)
Uh, I’m Quentin Eggert and,
uh, I helped my son start a
band.
Oh dear, intolerant people do
hate modern music.
When Escape from Alcatraz
played apparently my old sound
system wasn’t quite--
(Gasping)
Did you say Escape from
Alcatraz?
(Screaming)
(Spitting)
(Groaning)
(Chainsaw running)
Hey, you wanna protest
something?
Protest how lousy we played.
I didn’t even want to be in this
stupid band!
The whole town hates us.
Now I know what Frankenstein
felt like.
(Murmuring)
Hey, it’s Pelsenstein the
monster.
He’s the one who brought hatred
into our simple hearts.
Mercy!
He said m*rder!
No, I said mercy.
It’s this crummy sound system.
Hello?
Is this thing on?
(Feedback sounding)
(Screaming)
Do you realize your band’s
already bigger than The Beatles?
How do you figure that?
There’s five of you and
there’s only four of them.
Hey, look at the way the
marshmallow’s melting in my
cocoa.
Doesn’t it kind of look like a
comb?
I got your message.
People see shapes that aren’t
there, and they hear lyrics that
nobody sang.
Huh?
It is a comb.
How’d that get in there?
But what can anyone do about
other people’s
misunderstandings.
MR. JIMMYSorry, only one
clue per week.
I did the cloud and cocoa thing,
that’s all you get!
Plus that song about guardian
angels being useless and
annoying?
That was way out of line.
(Sighing)
Cripes.
ALLBoo hiss boo, we hate
your band and your stupid lyrics
too!
Yay!
You must be thinking of
someone else.
I’m a race car, vroom vroom.
(Panting)
KATEPelswick!
(Sighing)
Thank goodness I caught you
before they tossed you in a
bucket of dead fish.
You need a manager, sign this.
Who’d manage a band everybody
hates?
Note the keyword everybody.
Where there’s everybody there’s
money!
I had people this morning ask
where they can find your CD.
And others with big sticks
who wanted to know where you’re
hiding.
I told them Boyd’s house.
(Crashing)
Stop it, he’s not here!
Why would they want a CD of
music they all think is
insulting them?
So they can burn it.
Sign this contract and we can
have a product on the street
this afternoon.
I need highly profitable flames
by dinner time.
(Squeaking)
Ace, Good, Julie, and Sandra
will never sign this.
Well then, just sign right
here beneath Ace, Goon, Julie,
and Sandra.
Do the rabbits!
(Phone ringing)
Hey, mama bunny disappeared.
(Murmuring)
A Mr. Hayseed just hit the
triple mega jackpot.
The casino now belongs to him.
Ha-cha-cha!
Ding ding ding ding ding!
Woo-hoo.
Ha, what time’s the senior
bus leave?
(Murmuring)
Get your copy of these
deplorable anti social diatribes
before they sell out.
The $ t-shirts burn the best!
ALLBurn!
(Cheering)
I know you recording stars
are real busy so I made you a
cup of tea and drank it for you.
Your tea leaves kind of look
like a handsome guy giving a
thumbs up.
Didn’t we settle this?
Whatever you see in a cloud, or
a melted marshmallow, or tea
leaves is all in your
imagination, right?
Except, there are no real
poodles in clouds but there were
real lyrics in our song.
This is the most offensive
thing my baby and I have ever
heard.
We’ll take a dozen!
(Gasping)
It’s him!
Yeah, it’s me, get over it.
Doesn’t the artist get a free
copy?
Eh...
This is blank, hasn’t anyone
complained?
They bought them to burn,
people don’t have to listen to
what they already hate.
Where’s the recording you
made off the mixing board, hm?
No, I don’t think of your
reputation and future, I think
of the merchandising!
(Sighing)
JULIEWe interrupt your
boring morning to broadcast the
real lyrics of Escape from
Alcatraz!
(Gasping)
Thanks to the air raid siren
speakers on the school roof all
of Bayview can now hear this
song through proper equipment.
♪ Come on people get the
spirit ♪
♪ Can’t do nothing sleeping ♪
♪ Yellow knee high go go boots
will stop your toesie’s
weeping ♪
(Grunting)
Oh, they’re not controversial
hate mongers after all.
They’re just a real lousy
band with bad lyrics.
Why, this is nothing but a
silly song about yellow knee
high boots.
(Crashing)
Mother, oh, you missed a very
exciting time.
How was your weekend?
Eh, I lost bucks.
♪ So let your hearts and spirits
soar ♪
♪ And always do your best
♪ Which is easier to do in
yellow b-o-o-t-s ♪
♪
(Honking)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
♪
Just look at this.
Can you believe it?
Oh, look at all these people
just lying around.
Do any of them look like they’re
having fun?
Do they even look alive?
No, they all look like this.
And this!
(Clicking)
Our whole town might as well be
asleep.
Bayview needs to shake off it’s
doldrums and pull together to be
all that we can be!
I like have the perfect
solution.
Get everyone to wear these!
Nobody can be like unhappy in
knee high yellow go go boots!
Look.
Impossible.
They’re so like ’s, so Hair,
so Goldie Hawn!
They make your whole body, like,
feel like singing.
♪ I just want to sing
JULIESandra!
We need to unite the people of
this town against their common
enemy.
Tedious, monotonous, stagnant,
vegetative, catatonic boredom!
(Knocking)
Like, Hi, boys!
Good morning.
Hey.
See what I mean?
Do none of you see my happy
boots?
♪ Feelin’ groovy ♪
It’s Monday, okay?
It’s more than Monday, it’s
every day!
It’s last weeks football game.
ALLHey, ho, whatever.
A town’s spirit begins with
the energy of it’s youth.
But look at us!
Even our bullies have lost their
will to torment others.
Push him in that puddle and
laugh.
You push him in the puddle
and laugh.
Town spirit starts with
school spirit?
Has no one but me noticed we’ve
had the same class pet since
?
How can we have any school
spirit when our campus flag is a
student being carried off by
vultures?
PELSWICKActually that’s
better than our last flag.
A school with a broken heart
being sucked into a black
swirling vortex of nothingness.
It’s kind of depressing.
Apathy is a disease!
What’s, like, apathy?
(Gasping)
Apathy, uh, here it is.
"Laziness, boredom, lack of
interest, droopiness."
It’s all a disease!
If you let it spread there’s no
telling what depths you could
sink to.
It’s up to us to do something
about this.
I’m telling you knee high
yellow boots!
♪ I just want to sing
(Grunting)
Get serious.
Play?
Oh, sorry, Bobby boo boo.
I gotta go play a big person
game.
Mr. Piggy Bank’s full, so Agnes
and me are taking the senior
charter shuttle bus to gamble
city!
Oh, we’ll eat some cheap food
and then dump this bucks into
the slot machine.
Then after we lose it all we’ll
catch Ricky Martin’s show.
Yeah, and maybe follow him back
to his hotel room and pick the
lock.
I’ve got your vida loca right
here, big boy.
Oh, kitty will play with you.
(Meowing)
Hm, you’re my favourite.
I’m going to eat you last.
Plus, they go with like
everything.
Sandra, the answer to our
town’s apathy is not yellow
boots!
Think spirit, think heavyweight
boxer level self esteem.
Think...bone brain.
Oh yeah?
Swamp face!
Not you!
Bone brain of that rock band
"Them Too"
♪In the name of looking less
gross♪
♪Help the homely buy a new
nose♪
Wow, like Plastic-Aid.
They raised like gajillion
dollars to buy cosmetic surgery
for the homely.
That’s the answer!
Nose jobs for the whole
school?
No, Sandra, the power of
song!
Rock music drives every movie,
every hip TV show, every bum
wiggling jean selling
commercial.
Only rock stars can truly save
the world.
Especially rock stars with,
like, knee high yellow boots!
JULIEFellow Bayview-ers.
This Friday you’re all invited
to the first annual Heal the
Town Motivational Rock Concert!
Huh, I heard if you play
those rock songs backward you go
completely googly eyed insane
and try to eat a ship.
This concert will be for
people of all ages.
And our headliner will be the
hot new band "Escape from
Alcatraz."
Escape from Alcatraz?
Who are those losers?
Oh no no, no no no no no no no.
No way!
I’m not musical.
Look, I can’t even tap my foot.
(Grunting)
Too late, I already made the
posters.
Hey, how come I’m the
drummer.
You were the only one with
your hands up in the school
picnic photo.
A squirrel was trying to rob
me.
(Gasping)
Look out, he’s got an acorn!
Ooh.
I’ll write the music and the
lyrics.
And I’ll stand on stage in
knee high yellow boots with one
of those things that makes a
shack-a-lack-whack sound.
I would love to, really, but
even if we had talent and could
sing.
Where are we going to get
instruments and a place to
rehearse?
No, no, don’t bat the eyes.
Ahh.
(Sighing)
You guys can make as much
noise as you want in here.
Ah, gee, thanks.
Ooh, there are light bulbs in
the back of this thing.
Those are tubes.
This is classic equipment.
Classic?
It’s old.
The spiders in the drums have
beards.
(Sighing)
The times we had.
♪ Dancing on a Thursday,
Thursday night ♪
♪ Dancing on a Thursday night
Fake tongues!
Flash pod!
(Exploding)
Have fun guys!
♪
(Cell phone ringing)
Hey, Mom.
Yeah, okay.
I’ll be home in a couple of
hours.
(Beeping)
You know you’re in trouble
when your cell phone knows more
songs than your band.
(Laughing)
♪ Come on people pull together
♪ Make our school cheer ring
out ♪
Um, like wouldn’t it be
better if it was "Make our
school cheer bellow"?
So you can rhyme it with
boots of yellow?
Not necessarily.
Okay, I see you.
Get bigger and tell me what’s
wrong with my life besides the
fact that I was just booed by a
year old spider.
That looks a lot like someone
I know.
Hey, look at that cloud.
It looks just like a guardian
angel getting a massage.
Ooh, yeah.
Under the wings.
What wings?
And that one looks like the
lead singer from Sprook!
Did you decompress too
quickly on your way down?
Wait!
Lead singer!
You’re giving me a hint about
how to get out of this band
without upsetting Julie!
Don’t be so silly, there’s
no way out of it.
Now that’s weird.
That puffy cloud just looks like
a big puffy cloud.
You oughta get a picture of that
before it turns into something
el--
Nope, too late.
It’s a poodle.
If I collect enough box tops
can I get a decoder ring for
you?
Well, I’ve done enough
good here, come along, junior.
Just for that I’m going to
get famous so I won’t need an
obscure deadbeat guardian angel.
Three, two, one, gamble!
Woo, it never did that
before.
Better scram before they charge
us for busting it.
Oh my, you’ve each one the
million dollar mega jackpot.
Sheesh Prissy, I thought we
were going to gamble until we
lose, eat cheap food, and go
home with Ricky Martin’s pants.
Oh, Ricky, better start
pushing them back in.
(Sighing)
Oh darn, if this keeps up
we’re going to be here forever.
Welcome to the Alcatraz Heal
the Town Spirit Show.
Fellow--
(Distorted high pitched
warbling)
(Murmuring)
"How to bootleg hot new acts
and make a fortune."
We’re "Escape from Alcatraz."
Did she call us degenerate
cops and nerfle?
If my eyes go googly and I
head for the marina?
Lasso me and tie me to this
chair.
Here’s the music and lyrics.
Well, I don’t read music, I
had to put stickies on the
keyboard to know which notes to
play.
So did Goon.
Hit this one, and hit this
one, and go boom boom boom on
the foot one.
No problem, we’ll play loud
and you just yell the words like
Rage Against the Washing
Machine.
A one, a two, a one, two, three,
four!
♪ Come on people get the
spirit ♪
♪ Can’t do nothing sleeping ♪
♪ Yellow knee high go-go boots
will stop your toesie’s
weeping ♪
(Distorted music playing)
♪ Nothing makes your legs
rejoice like knee high yellow
boots ♪
What?
The mayor is a festering frog
porridge?
Bullies should have their
tongues slammed in doors of nor?
(Distorted music playing)
♪ Which is easier to do in
yellow b-o-o-t-s ♪
(Drumming)
They just called us a bunch
of slimy booger munchers!
Get ’em!
(Murmuring)
Are they storming the stage
for our autographs?
’Cause I forgot mine.
Actually, I don’t think it’s
autographs they want, it’s our
heads on a platter.
Rock and roll!
(Murmuring)
I can’t believe we won our
own casino, Agnes.
Tell the concierge we want
softer steak, firmer mattresses,
and three massages, pronto!
Three?
(Moaning)
(Gasping)
Did you hear that horrible
concert?
That boy sang no babies are
cute!
(Gasping)
No?
(Flatulence sounding)
ALLStamp out the hate,
smash it in the face!
Smash smash smash, hate hate
hate!
ANNOUNCERBayview, a usually
quiet and peaceful town was
shaken last night by the foul
lyrics of a new local rock
band.
When they sang "Janitors
should drink their own
suds buckets."
I was outraged!
Did you hear what they said
about skinny kids with big
glasses?
They said we were nerdy!
Plaid is for losers?
I could’ve pounded them.
Hm.
But the stuff they said about
nerds was pretty funny.
When they said their vice
principal was crazy I was so
mad I told off the little man
who lives in my stomach and
eats the croutons in my salads.
Don’t you, you little rascal!
(HIGH PITCHED VOICE)No, I
don’t, don’t blame me, no!
We didn’t say any of that
stuff!
Well, I’ve had enough, I’m
going home.
Goon, I don’t think leaving’s
a good idea.
Especially since they built that
machine to toss anyone who steps
out the front door into a bucket
of dead fish!
Test!
(Splashing)
PELSWICKWell, Julie, you
got your wish.
I don’t see much apathy out
there.
Oh, if we could just, like,
get everyone to wear yellow knee
high boots.
♪ I just want to sing
(Grunting)
Hey.
Get serious!
MANWelcome to parents of
kids everybody hates.
Would our newest member care to
begin?
(Throat clearing)
Uh, I’m Quentin Eggert and,
uh, I helped my son start a
band.
Oh dear, intolerant people do
hate modern music.
When Escape from Alcatraz
played apparently my old sound
system wasn’t quite--
(Gasping)
Did you say Escape from
Alcatraz?
(Screaming)
(Spitting)
(Groaning)
(Chainsaw running)
Hey, you wanna protest
something?
Protest how lousy we played.
I didn’t even want to be in this
stupid band!
The whole town hates us.
Now I know what Frankenstein
felt like.
(Murmuring)
Hey, it’s Pelsenstein the
monster.
He’s the one who brought hatred
into our simple hearts.
Mercy!
He said m*rder!
No, I said mercy.
It’s this crummy sound system.
Hello?
Is this thing on?
(Feedback sounding)
(Screaming)
Do you realize your band’s
already bigger than The Beatles?
How do you figure that?
There’s five of you and
there’s only four of them.
Hey, look at the way the
marshmallow’s melting in my
cocoa.
Doesn’t it kind of look like a
comb?
I got your message.
People see shapes that aren’t
there, and they hear lyrics that
nobody sang.
Huh?
It is a comb.
How’d that get in there?
But what can anyone do about
other people’s
misunderstandings.
MR. JIMMYSorry, only one
clue per week.
I did the cloud and cocoa thing,
that’s all you get!
Plus that song about guardian
angels being useless and
annoying?
That was way out of line.
(Sighing)
Cripes.
ALLBoo hiss boo, we hate
your band and your stupid lyrics
too!
Yay!
You must be thinking of
someone else.
I’m a race car, vroom vroom.
(Panting)
KATEPelswick!
(Sighing)
Thank goodness I caught you
before they tossed you in a
bucket of dead fish.
You need a manager, sign this.
Who’d manage a band everybody
hates?
Note the keyword everybody.
Where there’s everybody there’s
money!
I had people this morning ask
where they can find your CD.
And others with big sticks
who wanted to know where you’re
hiding.
I told them Boyd’s house.
(Crashing)
Stop it, he’s not here!
Why would they want a CD of
music they all think is
insulting them?
So they can burn it.
Sign this contract and we can
have a product on the street
this afternoon.
I need highly profitable flames
by dinner time.
(Squeaking)
Ace, Good, Julie, and Sandra
will never sign this.
Well then, just sign right
here beneath Ace, Goon, Julie,
and Sandra.
Do the rabbits!
(Phone ringing)
Hey, mama bunny disappeared.
(Murmuring)
A Mr. Hayseed just hit the
triple mega jackpot.
The casino now belongs to him.
Ha-cha-cha!
Ding ding ding ding ding!
Woo-hoo.
Ha, what time’s the senior
bus leave?
(Murmuring)
Get your copy of these
deplorable anti social diatribes
before they sell out.
The $ t-shirts burn the best!
ALLBurn!
(Cheering)
I know you recording stars
are real busy so I made you a
cup of tea and drank it for you.
Your tea leaves kind of look
like a handsome guy giving a
thumbs up.
Didn’t we settle this?
Whatever you see in a cloud, or
a melted marshmallow, or tea
leaves is all in your
imagination, right?
Except, there are no real
poodles in clouds but there were
real lyrics in our song.
This is the most offensive
thing my baby and I have ever
heard.
We’ll take a dozen!
(Gasping)
It’s him!
Yeah, it’s me, get over it.
Doesn’t the artist get a free
copy?
Eh...
This is blank, hasn’t anyone
complained?
They bought them to burn,
people don’t have to listen to
what they already hate.
Where’s the recording you
made off the mixing board, hm?
No, I don’t think of your
reputation and future, I think
of the merchandising!
(Sighing)
JULIEWe interrupt your
boring morning to broadcast the
real lyrics of Escape from
Alcatraz!
(Gasping)
Thanks to the air raid siren
speakers on the school roof all
of Bayview can now hear this
song through proper equipment.
♪ Come on people get the
spirit ♪
♪ Can’t do nothing sleeping ♪
♪ Yellow knee high go go boots
will stop your toesie’s
weeping ♪
(Grunting)
Oh, they’re not controversial
hate mongers after all.
They’re just a real lousy
band with bad lyrics.
Why, this is nothing but a
silly song about yellow knee
high boots.
(Crashing)
Mother, oh, you missed a very
exciting time.
How was your weekend?
Eh, I lost bucks.
♪ So let your hearts and spirits
soar ♪
♪ And always do your best
♪ Which is easier to do in
yellow b-o-o-t-s ♪
♪