23 Minutes Over Brussels

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Puis-je vous annoncer le prochain concert de [?] Mink DeVille au Th��tre 140. Et Gerry Rafferty le vingt-quatre. [?] Gerry Rafferty. [?] dans la salle. Et on commence tout de suite par Suicide! 1. "Ghost Rider"[ALAN VEGA, sung] Ghost Rider motorcycle hero Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-lookin' so cute Sneaking around-round-round in a blue jump suit Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-blazin' away Like the stars, stars, stars in the universe Ghost Rider Hey baby, baby, baby he's a-screamin' the truth America, America is killin' its youth America, America is killin' its youth America, America is killin' its youth America, America is killin' its youth America, America is killin' its youth Ghost Rider, ooh [AUDIENCE] [Mixed cheering and booing] [MAN IN AUDIENCE, spoken] It's gonna be a hard night. 2. "Rocket USA"[ALAN VEGA, spoken] This is our new song, it's "Rocket USA"! (sung) Rocket rocket USA Shooting on down the Highway TV star riding around Riding around in a killer's car It's nineteen-hundred-and-78 It's doomsday, doomsday It's doomsday, doomsday [AUDIENCE] [Booing] [ALAN VEGA, sung] Riding around, riding high Riding around with my babe Riding around in my Chevy '69 Speeding down the skyway Hundred miles per hour Gonna crash Gonna die Rocket rocket USA Shooting on down, I'm on my way Speeding down on the skyway Speeding down on the skyway You're gonna die You're gonna die You're gonna die You're gonna die You're gonna die Oh, you're gonna die You're gonna die Die, die, die, die, die, die [AUDIENCE] [Booing] [ALAN VEGA, shouting] I hate your fuckin' guts! (sung) Rocket rocket USA Shooting on down, I'm on my way [AUDIENCE] [Singing a different song] [ALAN VEGA, sung] Speeding on down the skyway Speeding on down the skyway [AUDIENCE] [Booing, chanting "Elvis"] [MAN IN AUDIENCE 1, spoken] What are they saying? [MAN IN AUDIENCE 2, spoken] "Elvis." 3. "Cheree"[ALAN VEGA, spoken] This is a love song for ya from New York City. It's about a lady that lives over there. Her name is Cheree. I want you all to dance. (sung) Oh Cheree, Cheree (spoken) Get up. What are you sitting there for? Don't start that shit! (sung) Cheree, Cheree Oh baby Cheree, Cheree Oh baby Cheree, Cheree Oh I love you, yeah I love you Cheree, Cheree, ooh, oh baby, ooh, mmm Oh baby, Cheree, Cheree, ooh, ooh Oh baby Cheree, Cheree I love you, I do Cheree, Cheree, oh baby [?] Cheree, Cheree Oh I love you Oh baby Cheree, Cheree Oh baby Cheree, Cheree [?] I love you I love you I love you Cheree, Cheree [AUDIENCE] [Mixed booing and cheering] [MAN IN AUDIENCE, shouting] Yeah! Hey! Yeah! ...Yeah! [ALAN VEGA, spoken] Anybody got a cigarette? Oh you can't smoke, that's right. What a fuckin' drag, you can't smoke, huh? Alright for the man with the cigarette. [MAN IN AUDIENCE, spoken] It's hard to say. [?] this thing. Just play it by ear. 4. "Dance"[ALAN VEGA, spoken] Now listen, for this one get up man, this is a song called "Dance." Just dance, stand up. Yeah, you gotta dance, y'know [WOMAN IN AUDIENCE, spoken] I love it! [ALAN VEGA, sung] Yeah you gotta dance Yeah you gotta dance All night long Yeah [?] dance, yeah you gotta dance C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, let's go You gotta dance all night long, all night long, all night long Oh, you gotta dance, all night long, yeah Come on, take my hand, somebody, alright Yeah, swing it 'round, all night long C'mon dance, c'mon, c'mon dance Yeah you gotta dance, all night long Yeah, take my hand, a-swing it 'round You gotta dance Yeah, you gotta dance, all night long Yeah, you gotta dance Yeah, you gotta dance, all night long Dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance Dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance [?] Dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance [AUDIENCE] [Mixed booing and cheering] [ALAN VEGA, spoken] We're all number one! [?], about Frankie. [AUDIENCE] [Chanting "Elvis"] 5. "Frankie Teardrop"[ALAN VEGA, spoken] This is about somebody just like all you, every one of you! (sung) Frankie Teardrop 20 year old Frankie [AUDIENCE] [Cheering loudly] [MAN IN AUDIENCE 1, spoken] What happened? [MAN IN AUDIENCE 2, spoken] They took his mic. [WOMAN IN AUDIENCE, spoken] What happened? [AUDIENCE] [Booing] [WOMAN IN AUDIENCE, spoken] They took the mic? [AUDIENCE] [Chanting "Elvis"] [Music cuts off] [AUDIENCE] [Mixed cheering and booing] [PROMOTER, spoken] Can we have our microphone back, otherwise there is no show, there's no... [AUDIENCE] [Booing] [PROMOTER, spoken] ...not possible. [ALAN VEGA, spoken] Hey listen, we're just fuckin' a bunch of poor musicians like every one of you, man, we'd like to have that microphone back, otherwise this show won't go on. Please? Please! Ah, fuck you, man! It ain't gonna do you no good. [ALAN VEGA, sung a capella] 20 year old Frankie Working in a factory From seven to five He's just trying to survive Let's hear it for Frankie Frankie, Frankie Frankie, Frankie [AUDIENCE] [Booing] [ALAN VEGA, shouted] Shut the fuck up! This is about Frankie! [Microphone thud, Alan Vega and Martin Rev leave the stage] [AUDIENCE] [Loud cheering]
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Credits
- Writers
- Martin Rev
- Alan Vega