The Singing Detective Page #2

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-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...

l firmly believe that.

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.

You're going to crack me up.

Well, that depends on whether

we're talking donuts you dunk

or black feminist lesbians.

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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