El Hefe:
Man I haven't slept in two days. I've been on booze straight ... I, my throat's all -...
Fat Mike (interrupts):
I saw him do drugs and it, and it was looking like powder.
El Hefe (in the back to Mike):
I'll see that hand ...
... WHAT?
El Hefe:
This is a live record, you guys are all on a record tonight.
Fat Mike:
Yeah, 't is for the record.
Now we wanna hear that, we wanna hear that yelling shit, we wanna hear the ... "Huy guy fuck off!"
El hefe:
Lotsa cursing ones.
Damn, they're throwin' shit at us...
Fat Mike:
Man last night they threw ice, tonight they're throwing lit cigaretes, that's not cool.
Ooow!
Yeah more ice, throw some ice ...
Okay that's enough.
Fat Mike:
Oi look, I don't need to hear about how shitty my hair looks, 'cause I know all about it!
Audiance guy:
Get a haircut!
So uh ...
Fat Mike:
Really we, we're, we're just about to play. Tell 'em 'bout it Eric.
Yeah.
Yup.
Would you guys shut the fuck up and play a song already!
Fat Mike:
Oh, okay.
El Hefe:
I'm sorry.
Fat Mike:
You see the first time we played I was wasted and that was fun, now you know, I'm sober now, so ...
How much fun can you have when you're sober? Huh? Not that much!
El hefe:
Okay, okay here we go -...
Fat Mike:
One, two, one, two three!
El Hefe:
You don't know what you wanna be!
You don't know what you wanna be!
You got nothing...
Fat Mike:
You don't know what you wanna be ... you don't know anything ...
El Hefe:
Aahahahuh!
