But it's time you got the news
I'm gonna harden my heart
Harden your heart
I'm gonna swallow my tears
Swallow your tears, girl
- I'm gonna tum - Tum
- And leave you here - Leave you here
Oh, like a candle
Cognac, brandy.
- Oh, nu, I don't mix my drinks. - Na, nu, nu.
This is Cognac.
- She's getting you a brandy. - Here you go, Justice.
- Thank you. - New you drink up and dry off.
But remember:
This is just a rest stop.
I need a job.
Dc you dance?
You got the best of me
I'm a better singer.
I don't need a singer.
And you're a pretty girl. You wanna make some real money, you gotta dance.
You also have to be tough too. And you don't look too tough to me.
I'm tough.
It's not right for everyone, honey.
Hey there.
I can wait tables. I'm good.
Are you sure?
You're bringin' on the heartache Can'! you see
Okay. You start tomorrow.
You said, "Oh, girl KS a cold world
When you keep it all to yourself'
I said, "You can't hide On the inside
All the pain you've ever felt"
You better ransom your heart And, baby, don't look back
'Cause we got nobody else
We're running with the shadows Of the night
So, baby, take my hand It'll be all right
Surrender all your dreams to me tonight
They'll come true in the end
I'm gonna harden my heart
- Harden your heart, girl - I'm gonna swallow my tears
Swallow your tears
I'm gonna tum and leave you
Darlin', in my wildest dreams
I never thought I'd go
But it's time to let you know
Oh, I'm gonna harden my heart
I'm gonna swallow my tears
I'm gonna tum and leave you here
Whitty.
What if I told you The Bourbon Room hadn't paid taxes in over a year?
- Why do you ask? - Because it's true.
They're brake. I am so excited.
I'm gonna call the press.
- Patty-cakes? - Mm-hm.
I think this whale "Cleaning up the Strip" thing...
...is gonna be great for the city and for us.
But you seem to have this issue with Stacee Jaxx.
I mean, it seems to be really intense.
Well...
- The short answer? - Mm-hm.
When I was a naive undergrad at UCLA, I had a roommate.
- Let's just call her Vivian. - Oh.
One night she was partying innocently at The Bourbon Room...
...when that two-headed monster spotted her...
...and lured her into his suite at the Park Hyatt.
For the first time...
...she felt like a woman.
Sure, a handcuffed woman covered in Coal Whip and Wild Turkey, but still...
...3 WOMEN.
Yeah. A woman.
Well, you can guess what happened next.
His tour bus left L.A., taking Stacee Jaxx with it.
And I swore in her honor...
...that I would see him...
and his sick satanic legacy gone for good.
That's the short answer?
Yeah.
I don't know where I'm going
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises In the songs of yesterday
And I've made up my mind
lain'! wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Though I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for
Oh, Lord, I pray You give me strength to carry on
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
lain'! wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waitin' on love's sweet charity
And I'm gonna hold on For the rest of my days
'Cause I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
lain'! wasting no more time
But here I go again
Oh, here I go
Here I go again
Here I go
Here I go again
Here I go Here {go
Here I go
Hey. Came an, big fella. We can sort this cut.
What part of "We're screwed" don't you understand?
What part of "rock 'n' roll is forever" don't you understand?
This monument to decadence...
...can't be brought dawn by a few plastic bureaucrats in bowler hats.
It's eternal.
I just feel like I've let everyone dawn.
Nat everyone.
What do you mean?
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it ?ow
What started out as friendship Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength To let it show
I tell myself that I can'! hold out forever
You're not fucking with me, are you?
I said there is no reason for my fear
This is a dream came true.
'Cause I feel so secure When we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
- And I'm getting closer - And I'm getting closer
- Than I ever thought I might - Than I ever thought I might
- And I can't fight this feeling anymore - And I can't fight this feeling anymore
- I've forgotten what I started fighting for - I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars forever
-'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore -'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
- I've forgotten what I started fighting for - I've forgotten what I started fighting for
- And if I have to crawl upon the ?oor - And if I have to crawl upon the ?oor
Come crashing through your door
- Baby, I can'! fight this feelin' anymore - Baby, I can'! fight this feelin' anymore
Hey, bass.
What is it, Chico?
- The beer guy is here. - Tell him I'm busy.
Busy falling in lave.
- Let's go, Danny, - Hey, you okay?
Oh, that? Don't sweat him. That's just my ex, Danny.
Anyway, haw you holding up, baby?
I'd say men are pigs but that'd be totally unfair to pigs, 50...
I gave up a long time ago trying make men respectable.
There's only one place you're gonna get respect in this joint.
You gut to take that stage aver there.
That stage is a pedestal.
And when you're up there, you're untouchable.
And when you're up there, you can have it...
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Take Destiny.
She loves to laugh She loves to sing
She does everything
And Sapphire.
She loves to move She loves to groove
She loves the Iovin' things
All night
Oh, every night
There's one motto here.
So hold fight
- Hold fight - Baby, hold fight
When it comes to the customer...
She said, "Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it"
She said, "Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it"
Gentlemen, I bring you your next star.
Paul, you know I love you, but it's a pass.
Shh.
rock is dead, but the pap thing's hat.
Hold on
Does he rap?
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Any way
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Oh, she said, "Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it"
- Any way you want it - That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Any WHY
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Any WHY
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Any WHY
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
SHERRIE Any way
Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it
Oh, she said, "Any way you want it That's the way you need it
Any way you want it"
Mark. And play back.
You got silky sheets
Baby, put me underneath
I'm your undercover love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
- I'm your undercover love - Pau I !
Cut! Cut! Cut!
This is the stupidest thing I've ever dune. I can't do it.
What's your name, Jashy-Z? I'm trying to make you lack coal.
I want you to lack funky fresh. But you have to not suck the next take.
Back to one, everyone!
- I think we should take five, you know? - First good idea I've had all day.
Take five, everyone!
This feels all wrung, Paul.
I'm telling you, this pap-band shit is where everything is headed.
Just trust me. You're working with tap, classy talent here.
Paul, I am Wolfgang Van Cult.
Nat Jashy-Z, nor the Z-Guyz.
Na, you are not the Z-Guyz either. You are the Z-Guyeezz.
Double the E, double the Z, double the flavor.
- The "flavor"? - Yes.
What does Z even stand far?
Nothing. You're aver-thinking it.
Names that end in Z are very popular with the 14-to-21 year aids.
We did a whale focus group an this. Numbers don't lie.
I don't want to do it, man.
I have had it up to here with your negativity, Jashy-Z.
- And you know, Danny-Z and Kevy-Z and-- - Joey.
--Joey-Z, they're not tan thrilled either. Think about them, huh?
Don't you think at least we should do a gig before we shunt a music video?
- You want a gig? Mm. - Yeah.
Watch this. Brat.
- Bourbon. - Oh, Dennis. Paul Gill.
Paul, you gut a lat of nerve calling me.
Okay, okay, okay.
I was a douche. I get it. But listen close. I'm gonna make it up to you.
I'm listening.
I need The Bourbon tonight. I will pack the place.
I will get the whale town to came out for it.
Who's playing?
Stacee Jaxx.
His first solo gig. And I've got a new act that you are gonna love.
And this time, every cent goes to the house.
- Every cent. - Every last penny...
...brother, of which there will be millions!
Dc we trust him?
Yes.
Okay, deal.
You're one lucky sun of a gun.
See you tonight.
- Louise, call the PR department. - Paul, I need--
Shush. I'm rolling here.
Call the PR department and tell them I need to buy all the advertising blacks...
...on every drive-time radio station this afternoon.
Stacee's Rolling Stone cover. It hit the newsstands an hour ago.
Haw bad is it?
Stacee Jaxx.
On the phone?
Oh, my Gad.
H ey.
Hey Man.
Man.
Stace. Seriously--Oh!
Can you please ask Hey Man to just chill for a second or two, man?
Yes, I'm an that. Don't worry about it.
I just tore the editors a new one. You should've heard me, man. Ho, ho, ho.
- Shit! - Page 58, second paragraph.
- Read. - Okay.
Okay.
Ah...
Uh...
"Stacee Jaxx will tell you he's a cowboy...
...but lately he seems more like a...
...'bay-cow' who's gotten last in the herd.
But the biggest danger is the man who seems to be calling the shots...
...his manager Paul Gill, a man so oily...
Exxon might want to reconsider buying stock in him."
Okay, well, you know, that could also mean that I'm real slick.
Because I am. There's no such thing as bad publicity.
Okay. That was funny.
"Even the legendary Bourbon Roam isn't sacred.
This reporter learned that Stacee Jaxx and Paul Gill...
...walked away with virtually all of the night's proceeds."
Whoa.
That part.
Is that true?
It's not not true.
It's more more true...
than I would perhaps prefer.
Okay, yes, I'll be clearer about that.
Na more bullshit. Na more bullshit.
I wish that the true part were falser.
You know what, man? Let's start all aver again.
Let's turn that frown the right way around.
What do you say, sad clown?
I gut something for you. One-of-a-kind. Ha-ha.
One hundred and fifty years old.
Priceless.
Lack, so what if same...
...hack journalist took some potshots at you'?
All your life, you have wanted to be number one.
You still are number one. Let's toast to that.
And I'm telling you, I'm gonna get that reporter fired...
so please don't dump that on my head.
I would never do that.
Mm.
150-year-old Scotch.
It's priceless.
Mm-hm.
You're fired, Paul.
Hey Man.
It just goes to show that sin doesn't sell anymore.
And if Dennis Dupree can't pay by midnight, well...
Then it looks like Los Angeles will be able to reclaim the real estate.
D rew?
Sherrie. What are you doing here?
Sorry. I didn't realize you owned the place.
Wait, wait, wait.
Haw are you?
I'm great. Quitting The Bourbon was the best thing that could've happened.
Yeah.
Me tan.
What are you wearing?
Oh, uh... This is kind of my new lack...
...far the band I'm in.
The Z-G uyeezz.
- Yeah, I've heard of them. - Na.
Nat them.
The Z-G uyeezz.
Double the E, double the Z, double the flavor.
And we're playing The Bourbon tonight.
Huh.
Haw about you? You singing?
Na...
...I'm dancing.
Aerobics. I teach aerobics.
Ever see Stacee again?
- What do you mean? - After your big fling.
- Wait, you think he and I--? - I dun'! think.
I saw you.
- What did you see? - The night I played.
You were walking out of his dressing roam, he was zipping up his pants.
You think I slept with Stacee Jaxx?
You didn't?
I was in lave with you.
Drew...
L.A. really isn't working out for me.
It's time to go home.
- Sherrie... - What?
Sherrie, can we please just start aver?
- Pretend nothing- - I'm a stripper at the Venus Club.
I'm in a bay band.
You win.
Na, wait.
Here.
This is something Wayne, Ziff and I recorded last week.
That sang I was writing.
The one about us.
Please...
...listen to it.
Sure.
We both lie silently still In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it something I said Or something I did?
Did my words not come out right?
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
- But I guess that's why they say - But I guess that's why they say
- Every rose has its thorn - Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy Sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah, it does
Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you The wound heals
But the scar That scar remains
Yes, it does
I know I could have saved our love That night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of making love
We both made our separate ways
And now I hear you've found
Somebody new
And that I never meant That much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
Oh, every
Every rose has its thorn
on, oh
SHERRIE, JUSTICE E DREW: Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy Sings his sad, sad song
Yeah
Every rose has its thorn
Oh, yeah
Every rose has its thorn
Sherrie? What's wrung, honey?
I'm fine, I'm just a little...
...ruined.
I never should've come to L.A.
You ain't ruined, baby. But you will be if you stay here.
It's not fame and fortune you came lacking far, Sherrie.
It's lave.
And lave left this place a long time ago.
Sherrie?
Someone dropped this off for you.
"Sometimes things that are last can be found again.
Don't stop believing. Lave, Drew."
Rolling Stone. Also, we're closed.
Put Cinderella on the phone.
Are you talking about the fake person with the stepmother?
She stuck her tongue in my ear.
She blew my world up.
Are you messing with me right now?
Is it someone that is trying to really freak me cut? Because it's working.
This goddess...
...she put a mirror up to Stacee Jaxx.
You're talking about Constance...
...not Cinderella, which-- I guess they sound similar.
Constance Sack.
Constance?
Put her an.
She's not here. She's at The Bourbon...
...in Los Angeles, and she's covering Stacee Jaxx's first solo gig.
Sc you can go there and weird her cut.
I have a gig?
Are you Stacee Jaxx?
Hello ?
Great. That's not gonna make me feel like I'm gonna get killed tonight.
People! We must obey petty bureaucracy.
It's what separates us from the beasts.
As you can see, this club is totally out of central.
But, Mitch, this ends tonight.
It's time we wiped the filth ofi the streets of this great city.
The people of Los Angeles are not gonna take it anymore.
- Powerful words from Patricia Whitmore - You! Mrs. Mayor!
Why are you so uptight?
You lot need to feel the wind of change Blow the cobwebs out of your gussets.
We built this city an rock 'n' roll.
- Right? - Yeah, we did!
We built this city
My grandfather's father built this city!
We built this city on rock 'n' roll
Built this city
Haw dare you!
We built this city on rock 'n' roll
Who counts the money
Underneath the bar?
Who rides the wrecking ball
Into our guitars?
Don't tell us you need us
'Cause we're the ship of fools
Lookin ' for America
Crawlin ' through your schools
We're not gonna take it
We built this city
No, we ain't gonna take it
We built this city
We're not gonna take it anymore
We built this city on rock 'n' roll
- We're not gonna take it - We built this city
- No, we ain't gonna take it - We built this city
We're not gonna take it anymore
We built this city on rock 'n' roll
Stacee Jaxx has just arrived...
...for his first solo show!
It seems history is no doubt about to be made again at The Bourbon Room tonight!
Hey!
Na! Na, nu!
Where is the police when you need them?
Hey, you! Hey, policeman! You can't let him in there!
Here, hold this.
Stacee, excited about the show?
Thank you.
Are you listening to me?
What are you doing?
He can't go in there!
Oh, Gad!
You stay away from me.
Patty.
Your tits have held up well.
Oh. my Gad!
Mitch, this is breaking news. I have in my hand an album.
It's Arsenal 1977 Live at The Bourbon. Great album, incidentally.
If I could just draw your attention to the inside sleeve.
This photograph here of a nymph...
...apparently about to gargle Stacee Jaxx's body porridge...
...is none other than Patricia Whitmore, the mayor's wife!
- Ooh! - This is our Watergate!
Rock lives on!
You saw it here live.
The mayor's wife appears to be an ex-groupie of none other than Stacee Jaxx!
Sweet baby Jesus.
Stop! You cut that!
Oh, my Gad! Stacee!
Yeah.
I'm sorry about the article.
Open your mouth.
Uh, uh, uh...
Ladies and gentlemen...
...you foul and pestilent congregation of vapors...
...we're gonna have a fantastic evening tonight!
Later, performing an this stage, we'll see Stacee Jaxx!
But before that...
...we will have the less important...
...but somehow worthwhile...
...making their debut here an The Bourbon stage, the...
"Z-G uyeezz."
Give it a whirl, I suppose.
rock 'n' roll!
Sc may I introduce to you...
...the guys you've known for all these days:
The Z-G uyeezz.
- Danny-Z. - Kevy-Z.
Me, Joey-Z.
And Jashy-Z.
You Me
One day we can have a baby
Is that Drew?
I'm afraid it is, yes.
Oh, my Gad, I just threw up.
Where?
In my pants.
Out of my ass.
Hey, they're lip-synching!
Baby girl, I wanna still be
- Who is this? - The Z-Guyeezz.
Great, right?
Where is Stacee?
Really sick.
Hush Hush
Baby, we've been talking too much
I just wanna stare at your... Shh
Put my hands around it
Squeeze, touch
Thank you.
Don't rush
Hey! Ha, ha, ha! What the hell are you doing?
Sherrie, I'm so sorry.
- Drew, stop! Shh. - I should have trusted you.
It's okay. It's okay.
You can't go home.
Your new band sucks.
And, yeah, this? This has gotta go. Heh. Whoa.
You got L-O-V Baby, I could be the E
Hey, Jashy-Z, if all these people want refunds, my club is closed.
On, oh on, oh
Wait.
Just wait right here.
Hi.
I want my money back!
Oh, Hey Man.
Oh, my Gad.
"I awe you this.
Your rock brother, Stacee."
Gad! That Stacee Jaxx.
He gives until it hurts.
Whoa.
That's right, get him off!
Hey!
You little shit.
You just destroyed your one shot.
I didn't destroy anything, Paul. I tank a stand.
Really? For what?
rock 'n' roll, baby.
Oh, rock is aver, pal.
rock is dead!
Ha-ha-ha. That's right, Hey Man, rock will never die.
All right! Well, now that that's over...
...are you guys ready to rock?
This is a very special sang, written by a very special person.
Just a small-town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train Gain' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train Gain' anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine And cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
- Strangers waitin' - Strangers waitin'
- Up and down the boulevard - Up and down the boulevard
- Their shadows searching in the night - Their shadows searching in the night
- Streetlights, people - Streetlights, people
- Livin' just to find emotion - Livin' just to find emotion
- H:'d:'n'somewhere in the night - H:'d:'n'somewhere in the night
Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Pay:'n' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win
Some will lose
- Some were born to sing the blues - Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Hey, put your hands together, Les Angeles, for the man who wrote this sang...
...and my very special friends...
...Van Cult!
- Strangers waitin' - Strangers waitin'
- Up and down the boulevard - Up and down the boulevard
- Their shadows searching in the night - Their shadows searching in the night
- Streetlights, people - Streetlights, people
- Livin' just to find emotion - Livin' just to find emotion
- H:'d:'n'somewhere in the night - H:'d:'n'somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Yeah, hold on to that feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Oh, hold on
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop