The Singing Detective Page #2
-At the hop
-Hop, hop, hop, hop
Let's go to the hop
Let's go to the hop,
oh, baby
Let's go to the hop,
oh, baby
Let's go to the hop
Come on,
let's go to the hop
Well, you can swing it,
you can groove it
You can really start
to move it at the hop
Ah, ah, ah
Where the jockey
is the smoothest
And the music is the coolest
at the hop
All the cats and chicks
can get their kicks at the hop
Let's go!
Let's go to the hop
Let's go to the hop,
oh, baby
Let's go to the hop,
oh, baby
Let's go to the hop
Come on
Let's go to the hop
Let's go!
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah
At the hop!
Well, there is an upside
to all this pain and...
And...
Good morning.
Uh...
he's almost over the edge.
l think that Gibbon
should see him. Okay?
Pretty Nina was full of semen,
comma, and bath water, period.
But the pretty head...
that knew too much
was now emptied...
of its last
sad, little thought, period.
A lot of products.
Oh, lookee here.
Body cream.
Jesus.
Harem Nights.
ls it done?
This goo, you put it
under your armpits,
you beat your meat with it,
what?
-Shaddup.
-Hey.
Shaddup!
Ah.
Just like a dame.
Tough guys don't upchuck.
They half know that vomit
is a kind of sacrament.
Period.
How are we today?
Mm, l'm not too happy.
l don't... l don't
know about him.
What?
Or maybe you mean you.
What do you mean?
Well, how are we today?
See, you say, ''we.''
Who's the other guy?
lt's just
a way of speaking.
Yeah, it's a medical way.
Assume loss of health
equals loss of brain cells.
Do you think you have
a positive attitude?
Don't... don't.
Well, that depends on whether
l'm in favor of both,
up to a point.
You know, your illness,
to a large...
Will l be able to move
on my own three feet?
Will l hold a pen
or a tit again?
Never mind the rhetoric.
l can get that from
a doctor, Doctor.
l have seen a lot of patients
who are as bad as you are,
but not one of them has reacted
with such aggression.
What they do, sing madrigals?
Well, they don't act
like they've fallen
into a sewer.
Ah, see...
l thought you were
pushing tranquilizers.
l didn't realize you
had a deodorant in mind.
You should take them,
you know, the tranquilizers.
No! No, no and no.
How long are you going
to see your plight
through a blinding hot rage,
Mr. Dark? Hmm?
What do you live by?
What? Come on.
All right,
it's an embarrassing question,
but surely
there must be something
in a time of crises...
What do you believe in?
Genocide.
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