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Hedwig and the Angry Inch

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Don't you know me,|Kansas City?
I'm the new|Berlin Wall.
Try and tear me down!
I was born|on the other side
Of a town|ripped in two
I made it over|the Great Divide
Now I'm coming|for you
Enemies|and adversaries
They try|and tear me down
You want me, baby,|I dare you
Try and tear me down
I rose from off|of the doctor's slab
Like Lazarus|from the pit
Now everyone wants|to take a stab
And decorate me
Blood, graffiti,|and spit
Enemies|and adversaries
They try|and tear me down
You want me, baby,|I dare you
Try and tear me down.
On August 13,|1961,
a wall|was erected
down the middle|of the city of Berlin.
The world was divided|by a cold war,
and the Berlin Wall was the most|hated symbol of that divide.
Reviled, graffiti'd,|spit upon.
We thought the wall|would stand forever.
And now|that it's gone,
we don't know|who we are anymore.
Ladies and gentlemen,|Hedwig is like that wall,
standing before you|in a divide
between East|and West.
Slavery|and freedom.
Man and woman.|Top and bottom.
And you can try|and tear her down,
but before you do,
you must remember|one thing!
Ain't much|of a difference
Between a bridge|and a wall
Without me right|in the middle, babe
Wow!
You would be|nothing at all
Enemies|and adversaries
They try|and tear me down
You want me, baby,|I dare you
Try and tear|me down
Enemies|and adversaries
They try|and tear me down
You me want me, baby,|I dare you
Try and|tear me down.
From East Berlin
to Junction City.
Hello, New York;|Hello, Missouri.
What? You wanna try|and tear me down?
Come on and tear-rrr--
Me down!
Hello...?
Where is everybody?
Out.
"Out"? Why are you|in such a mood?
I have been having|the most wonderful time with--
do you remember|that 45-year-old divorcee
with the hair|and the mean look?
She came up to me|after the show, and I thought,
"This lady wants|a piece of me."
So I didn't know|what to do.
I was alone,|I had nothing in my hand,
I was gonna go|for the eyes.
She came at me|from both sides, somehow,
and she just gave me|a fucking hug.
She gave me|a fucking hug.
Can you figure?
Can you fucking beat that?|She gave me--
I also got a few drinks|out of it as well,
which was not|a bad...
I was born|on the other side
Of a town|ripped in two
Made it over|the Great Divide
Now I'm coming|for you
Enemies|and adversaries...
What the fuck|is wrong with you?
Why can't we...
why don't you write|a new song?
You want me, baby,|I dare you
Try and tear me down...
Thank you,|my name is Hedwig.
Please welcome those ambassadors|of Eastern bloc rock,
The Angry Inch.|Here they are.
And my man Friday,
through Thursday,
Yitzhak, ladies|and gentlemen.
There's no need,|there's none.
Also very talented and so lucky|to be here, right, boys?
- Yeah.|- Yes, Miss Hedwig.
Look out, guys,|lmmigration!
I've got their passports|right here.
Ladies and gentlemen,
do you like the pelt?|I want you to be honest,
because some bitch|stopped me on the way in--
"What poor, unfortunate|creature had to die
for you to wear that?"
"My Aunt Trudy,"|I replied.
Just walked away.|Just walked away ladies and--
- Hedwig, can we eat dessert?|- What is it? Yes, you can.
I am thrilled,
you can join me for|the fabulous first night
of the St. Louis leg|of my world tour.
And when it comes|to huge openings,
a lot of people|think of me.
Many more of you,|though,
have only recently|become aware of me.
It took a character|assassination piece like this
to make you finally|pay attention.
But now you're|interested, huh?
Intrigued, even?
How did some...
slip of a girly-boy|from Communist East Berlin
become the internationally|ignored song stylist
barely standing|before you?
That's what I want to talk about|tonight, ladies and gentlemen.
I don't wanna talk|about sudden,
undeserved|commercial success.
I don't wanna talk|about betrayal,
I don't wanna talk|about my lawsuit
against a certain|rock and roll "icon,"
Tommy Gnosis,
who, by some freak|coincidence, is performing
right next door|at Busch Stadium.
And to whom I taught|everything he knows,
and has apparently|forgotten,
about rock & roll!
Yes, this is|Phyllis Stein,
manager of Hedwig|and the Angry Inch.
I've been ho--|"Inch"! Not "Itch."
Let me speak|to Brad, please.
You know I've been holding|for 24 minutes?
Yes, hi, Brad,|this is Phyllis.
So what's going on|with Bilgewater's?
You make|the baby cry.
I heard the entire|chain's going under.
Hold on,|hold on a second.
- Hedwig!|- We can have a gig
in any Bilgewater's nationwide|with a 24-hour notice?
And they know what kind|of music we play?
Brad, I love you.
Okay, ciao.
People, people,|people.
Tomorrow is|a travel day.
It's a travel day|for Tommy,
so it's a travel day|for us.
Friday, Chicago.
Tommy's|at Soldier Field,
and we're|at Bilgewater's
in the mall|down the street.
And the next day,|looks like he's...
basically, he's back|on the bus.
Phyllis--|"basically"?
He's doing|a record signing.
Why do you feel|the need to lie to me?
Hedwig, please.|Come.
I don't think it's going|to help our lawsuit
if you continue to--
if you present|the appearance of stalking.
You know I don't|like that word.
Please listen to me.|How about you don't talk to him,
and I get someone|to steal a photo
- of you two together?|- A photo--
You know some rag|will run it.
It'll really help|the lawsuit.
Proves you two|know each other.
Please,
Iet me do my job.|Please?
Okay.
I'm gonna make|some phone calls.
I'm gonna make|some phone calls!
All right.
Okay, everybody.|Bedski!
Ladies and gentlemen,
I recently found|my first diary.
Age 2-6.
EAST BERLIN 1968
It was fully illustrated.
As I unrolled the pages,
I realised that so many people|have touched me
on my way|to this stage tonight.
How can I say|who touched me the most?
My father,|the American Gl?
Could it have been|my East German mother?
...pervert!
Get out! Get out!
Go on... Go on!
When the earth|was still flat
And clouds|made of fire
And mountains|stretched up to the sky
Sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs
They had|two sets of arms
They had|two sets of legs
They had two faces peering|out of one giant head
So they could watch|all around them
As they talked|while they read
And they never
Knew nothing of love
It was before
The origin of love
The origin of love
The origin of love
The origin of love
Now there was|three sexes then
One that looked like two men|glued up back-to-back
They called|the children of the sun
And similar|in shape and girth
Was the children|of the Earth
They looked like two girls|rolled up in one
And the children|of the moon
Looked like a fork|shoved on a spoon
They was part sun,|part earth
Part daughter, part son
Aah--
The origin of love
Now the gods|grew quite scared
Of our strength|and defiance
And Thor said
"I'm gonna kill 'em all|with my hammer
Like I killed|the giants"
ButZeus said
"No, you better|let me
Use my lightning|like scissors
Like I cut the legs|off the whales
Dinosaurs into lizards"
And then he grabbed up|some bolts
He let out a laugh
Said, "I'll split them|right down the middle
Gonna cut them|right up in half"
And the storm clouds|gathered above
Into great balls|of fire
And then fire
Shot down from the sky|in bolts
Like shining blades|of a knife
And they ripped|right through the flesh
Of the children|of the sun
And the moon|and the earth
And some lndian god
Sewed the wound up|into a hole
Pulled it round|to our bellies
To remind us|the price we pay
And Osiris,|and the gods of the Nile
Gathered up a big storm|to blow a hurricane
To scatter us away
In a flood|of wind and rain
A sea of tidal waves
To wash us all away
And if we don't behave
They'll cut us down again
And we'll be hopping around|on one foot
Looking through|one eye
The last time|I saw you
We'd just split|in two
You was looking|at me
I was looking|at you
You had a way|so familiar
I could not recognise
'Cause you had blood|on your face
I had blood|in my eyes
But I could swear|by your expression
That the pain|down in your soul
Was the same|as the one down in mine
That's the pain
That cuts a straight line|down through the heart
We call it love
We wrapped our arms|around each other
Tried to shove ourselves|back together
We was making love
Making love
It was a cold, dark evening|such a long time ago
When, by the mighty hand|of Jove
It was a sad story|how we became
Lonely two-legged|creatures
The story|of the origin of love
That's|the origin of love
Oh yeah
The origin of love
The origin of love
The origin of love.
It is clear that|I must find my other half,
but is it a he,|or a she?
What does this person|look like?
Identical to me?
Or somehow complementary?
Does my other half have|what I don't?
Did he get the looks?
The luck?
The love?
Were we really separated|forcibly,
or did he just run off|with the good stuff?
Or did l?
Will this person|embarrass me?
What about sex?
Is that how we put ourselves|back together again?
Or can two people...
actually become one...
again?
I remember once|when I was six years old
I was watching|my favourite cartoon
on American Forces|Network--
"Jesus Was Good."
Jesus said the darndest thing.
Don't you ever mention|that name to me again.
But he died for our sins.
So did Hitler.
Absolute power corrupts.
Absolutely.
Better to be powerless, my son.
In the year I was born,|The Wall went up.
And many people decided|to move west to freedom.
Mother threw me|into a wheelbarrow
and headed east.
The Communists|gave her a job
teaching sculpture|to limbless children.
Most of my time|was spent
Iistening|to American Forces Radio.
We are freaks
We follow the code of freaks|We are freaks!
We stand back|We are freaks
We do what we please|and do what we choose
We are bad...
Our apartment|was so small,
that mother made me play|in the oven.
One of us,|one of us...
Late at night,
I would listen to the voices|of the American masters:
Toni Tenille,|Debby Boone,
Anne Murray--|who was actually a Canadian,
working in|the American idiom.
And then there were|the crypto-homo rockers:
Lou Reed, lggy Pop,
David Bowie--|who was actually an idiom
working in America|and Canada.
These artists,
they left as deep|an impression on me
as that oven rack|did on my face.
To be a young American|in muskrat love,
soft as an easy chair,|not even the chair,
"I am," I said,|"Have I never been mellow?"
And the coloured girls sing...
Do, do-do, do-do,|do, do-do
Do, do-do, do-do,|do, do-do
Do, do-do, do-do
Do, do-do, do,|do-do, do-do...
But never|with the melody.
How could I do it better|than Toni or Lou?
"Hey, boy...
take a walk|on the wild side!"
By my side
You will be the one
Lying by my side
Lying by my side
Lying by my side.
Okay.
Okay.
One day,|in the late mid-80s...
I was in my|early late 20s,
I had just been dismissed|from university
after delivering|a brilliant lecture
on the aggressive influence|of German philosophy
on rock and roll,|entitled,
"You, Kant, Always|Get What You Want."
At 26, my academic career|was over,
I had never|kissed a boy,
and I was|still sleeping with Mom.
The search|for my other half
on my side of The Wall
had proved futile.
Might he be found|on the other?
But how to get over?|People died trying.
Such were the thoughts|flooding my tiny head,
on the day that|I was sunning myself...
in an old bomb crater
I had discovered|near The Wall.
I am naked,
face down on a piece|of broken church,
inhaling a fragrant|westerly breeze,
my God, I deserved|a break today.
Girl,
I sure don't mean|to annoy you.
My name is|Sergeant Luther Robinson.
My name is Hansel.
Luther is silent for a moment|as he stares at my...
"Iittle bishop|in a turtleneck."
Hansel?
Well, you must|like candy.
I like Gummi Baerchen.
The taste is completely|different from a Gummi Bear,
yet somehow familiar.
It's much sweeter|than a Gummi Bear.
Wow.
And softer, too.
I feel|so optimistic.
I suddenly recognised|the flavour in my mouth--
it's the taste|of power.
Damn, Hansel.
I can't believe|you're not a girl.
You're so fine.
Why don't you take|the whole bag?
He searches my face|for news of his fate.
His expression is echoed|in scores of tiny faces,
pressing against|clear plastic,
panting faces of every|imaginable colour,
creed,|and non-Aryan origin,
fogging up the bag
Iike the windows|of a Polish bathhouse.
I stumbled naked|through the ruins,
back towards blander,|less complicated confections,
Ieaving in my wake,|a trail of rainbow carnage.
Next day, Hansel follows|the trail back,
and on his way|finds a Milky Way,
a roll of Necco Wafers,
some Pop Rocks,
and a giant-sized Sugar Daddy|named Luther.
I've got|a sweet tooth
For licorice drops|and jelly rolls
Hey, sugar daddy
Hansel needs some sugar|in his bowl
I'll lay out fine china|on the linen
And polish up|the chrome
If you've got|some sugar for me
Sugar daddy,|bring it home
Oh, the thrill|of control
Like the rush|of rock and roll
It's the sweetest taste|I've known
If you've got some sugar,|bring it home.
Looks like we've got
some sugar daddies|in the house.
Honey bees|go shopping
It's something|to be seen.
You could give me|a cavity, honey.
They swarm|to wildflowers
Get nectar|for the queen.
I bet you could fill|that cavity, sweetie.
And everything|you bring me
Got me dripping|like a honeycomb
If you got|some sugar for me
Sugar daddy,|bring it home.
It's a car wash,|ladies and gentlemen.
Whoa, the thrill|of control
Like a blitzkrieg|on the roll
It's the sweetest taste|I've known
Oh yeah
If you've got some sugar,|bring it home
Ba-da ba-da do
Come on, sugar daddy,|bring it home.
He loves me, Mother.
He wants to marry me...
and get me the hell|out of here.
Get my passport|and my camera, Hansel.
It's a simple|cut-and-paste job.
We change|the photo,
and you can use my name--|Hedwig Schmidt.
Not so simple,|ladies.
Baby...
you know|I love you.
I'm always|thinking of you.
But I gotta|marry you here,
in East Berlin.
And that means a full|physical examination.
They'd see right away|that I have a--
No, baby.
To walk away...
you gotta...
Ieave something|behind.
Am I right,|Mrs Schmidt?
I've always thought so,|Luther.
To be free,
one must give up|a little part of oneself.
And I know just|the doctor to take it.
My sex change operation|got botched
My guardian angel|fell asleep on the watch
Now all I've got|is a Barbie doll crotch
I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
I got a--|I got an angry inch
Six inches forward|and five inches back
I got a--|I got an angry inch
I'm from the land where you|still hear the cries
I had to get out,|had to sever all ties
I changed my name|and assumed a disguise
I got an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
I got a--|I got an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
I got a--|I got an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
The train is coming|and I'm tied to the track
I try to get up,|I can't get no slack
I got an angry inch,|angry inch
My mother made my tits|out of clay
Tits out of clay
My boyfriend told me|that he'd take me away
Tits of clay
He dragged me|to the doctor one day
I've got an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
I got a motherfucking|angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
I got a--|I got an angry inch
Long story short.
Yeah, long story short--
when I woke up|from the operation,
I was bleeding|down there.
I was bleeding from the gash|between my legs.
It's my first day|as a woman,
already it's that time|of the month.
But two days later,|the hole closed up.
The wound healed|and I was left...
With a one-inch|mound of flesh
Where my penis used to be,|where my vagina never was
It was a one-inch|mound of flesh
With a scar running down it|like a sideways grimace
On an eyeless face
- It was just a little bulge.|- Faggot!
It was an angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
The train is coming|and I'm tied to the track
I try to get up,|I can't get no slack
I got an angry inch,|angry--
Six inches forward,|five inches back
Stay undercover till|the night turns to black
I got my inch,|I'm set to attack
I got an angry inch,|angry inch
Six inches forward,|five inches back
Stay undercover till|the night turns to black
I got my inch,|I'm set to attack
I got an angry inch,|angry inch
Six inches forward|and five inches back
The train is coming|and I'm tied to the track
I try to get up,|I can't get no slack
I got an angry inch,|angry inch
Six inches forward|and five inches back...
...champagne|flowing freely...
...all border crossings
are reported to be wide open,|and thousands are flooding
into the western half|of the city
to celebrate|their newfound freedom.
The Berlin Wall|has fallen,
and the world|will never be the same.
The Germans|are a patient people,
and good things come|to those who wait.
On nights
Like this
When the world's|a bit amiss
And the lights go down|across the trailer park
I get down
I feel had
Feel on the verge|of going mad
Then it's time|to punch the clock
I put on some makeup
Turn on the tape deck
And put the wig|back on my head
Suddenly I'm Miss Midwest|Midnight checkout queen
Until I head home
And I put myself|to bed
I look back|on where I'm from
Look at the woman|I've become
And the strangest things|seem suddenly routine
I look up from my vermouth|on the rocks
A gift-wrapped wig|still in the box
Of towering Velveteen
I put on some makeup
Some Lavern Baker
I'm pulling the wig|down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm|Miss Beehive 1963
Until I wake up|and I turn back to myself
Some girls|they got natural ease
They wear it|any way they please
With their|French flip curls
And perfumed|magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way|that I've found
To be the best|you've ever seen
I put on|some makeup
Turn on|the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig|down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm|Miss Farrah Fawcett from TV
Until I wake up
And I turn back|to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob,|Dorothy Hamill do
Sausage curls,|chicken wings
It's all because|of you
With your blow-dried|feather back
Toni Home Wave, too
Flip, 'fro,|frizz, flop
It's all because|of you
It's all because|of you
It's all because|of you
Okay, everybody!
Suddenly I'm|this punk rock star
Of stage and screen
And I ain't never
I'm never turning back
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do-do.
When the Earth|was still flat
And clouds|made of fire
The mountains|stretched
Up to the sky,|sometimes higher...
I am so sorry.
I was waiting|for the phone company.
God, is that|his new single?
Don't do it, sweetie!
Please don't say|anything to him today.
If you do,|he's got the power,
know what I mean?|He's got the power!
All we need|is a snapshot,
then they'll know|that you were responsible
for some of the biggest|hits of the millennium,
and you will be|so fucking rich!
Damn it, looks like|the photographer's already inside.
Everybody,|stay right here.
Hedwig, Hedwig,|Hedwig...
please don't|say anything.
Let me handle it.
- Phyllis Stein party.|- Who are you with?
We're A&R from A&M.
Actually, this is|a private event.
I'm sorry.
- Private event?|- Mm-hmm.
As in, "You're not|on the list."
As in,|"Find it."
I'm looking,|and you know what?
It's not here.
- Justin!|- Get out of my fucking way!
Settle down.
- I could have your job!|- I don't think you could.
- Bitches!|- Where's my fucking brooch?
We're going to continue|to shadow Tommy's tour.
We're going to squeeze|the local press.
I do not want|to blow our wad
on my E! channel contact|until we get to New York.
It's all about|New York.
Honey, I've thought|about it,
I think it's a bad idea,|this photo-op.
It was your idea.
I'm second-guessing|myself now. I think...
I don't think|you should have
any personal contact|with Tommy.
- I guess we disagree.|- Honey, we do disagree,
- but please listen.|- Did you--
excuse me, did you put|a bra in a dryer?
What?
Did you put a bra|in a dryer?!
Yes.
How many times|do I have to tell you?
You don't put a bra|in a dryer!
It warps!
Hedwig, please,|it's a bra.
You can have|one of mine. Please!
You know,|ladies and gentlemen,
the road is my home.
- My home, the road.|- Hear, hear.
And when I think|about all the people
I have come upon|in my travels,
I have to think|about the people
who have come|upon me.
Tommy, can you|hear me?
Yeah!
From this milkless tit,
you sucked
the very business|we call show!
Okay.
You wanna know|about Tommy Gnosis?
Yeah!
Okay, I'll tell you|about Tommy Gnosis.
After my divorce,|I scraped by
with babysitting gigs|and odd jobs--
mostly the jobs|we call "blow."
I had lost my job|at the base PX,
and I had lost|my gag reflex.
You do the math.
I sat for the baby|of General Speck.
He was the commander|of the nearby army fort,
and his other son was...
the artist formerly known|as my buttboy.
We're talking about|Tommy Speck at this time.
Tommy Speck|was a 17-year-old
classic rock-loving,
"Dungeons and Dragons"|obsessed,
Jesus freak
with a fish on his truck.
I found him|incredibly...
hot.
I had recently|returned
to my first love|of music.
I had tried singing once,|back in Berlin.
They threw tomatoes|after the show...
I had a nice salad.
But newly motivated,
I got myself|a cheap electric piano
and I found a couple|of Korean sergeants' wives
who churned out|a mean rhythm section.
Denial!
Thank you,|ladies and gentlemen,
thank you...|both of you.
That song was|by Mr Kurt Cobain,
now that kid's|got a future, huh?
How about Kwahng Yi on guitar,|ladies and gentlemen!
Give it up!
Kwahng Yi!
Give it up, Kwahng.
You know, I'd like|to take it down a little.
What do you say,|girls?
This is actually the first song|I've ever written.
And, it's written|for a guy to sing.
I know a lot of you guys|out there tonight,
a lot better|than some of you
would care to admit.
And I know|that a few of you
kick some|karaoke ass.
So...
if you're looking|for your big, breakout single,
you might wanna put a bid|on this one tonight,
Iadies and gentlemen,|because we are talking
to Phil Collins'|people, right?
But then again,|aren't we all?
You know the sun|is in your eyes
And hurricanes|and rain
And black|and cloudy skies
You're running|up and down that hill
You turn it on|and off at will
There's nothing here
To thrill|or bring you down
And if you've got|no other choice
You know you can|follow my voice
Through the dark turns|and noise
Of this wicked|little town
Ah-hh...
Ah-hh...
The fates|are vicious
And they're cruel
You learned too late,|you've used
Two wishes|like a fool
And then you're someone|you are not
And Junction City|ain't the spot
Remember Mrs Lot|when she turned around
And if you've got|no other choice
You know you can|follow my voice
Through the dark turns|and noise
Of this wicked|little town.
Your show...
that song...
My dad gave me|this guitar to apologise
for being such|a pathetic little dictator.
- He sang me songs--|- Classics.
The bands|were new to me--
Boston, Kansas,
America, Europe, Asia.
Travel|exhausts me.
Where are you from,|Hedwig?
I told him my story.
I'm from|East Berlin.
Have you...
have you accepted|Jesus Christ
as your personal lord|and savior?
No, but l...
I love his work.
No. What he was|saving us from
was his fucking father.
What kind of god
creates Adam in his image
and then pulls Eve out of him|to keep him company?
And then tells them|not to eat
from the Tree|of Knowledge?
He was|so micromanaging.
So was Adam.
But Eve...
Eve just wanted|to know shit.
She took a bite|of the apple,
and she found out|what was good
and what was evil.
Then she gave it|to Adam,
so he would know,
because they were|in love.
And that was good,|they now knew.
Hedwig...
would you give me|the apple?
The words falling|from those lips.
And his eyes...
his irises|were clear cylinders
of surprising depth...
and emptiness.
Only a few puddles|of bluish pain
sloshed around inside.
Same blue|as my eyes.
At the time,
Tommy's performance options|were limited
to the occasional|guitar mass.
I initiated a six-month|curriculum of rock history...
Iyrics...
grooming...
and vocal training.
Do, do-do,|do-do...
For his graduation present,|I gave him his name:
Tommy Gnosis,
the Greek word|for knowledge.
We collaborated.
Songs exploded|out of us.
Teenage girls|started showing up.
In three months,|we were outgrossing
monster trucks|in Wichita.
With that kind of money|coming in,
I was able to devote myself|entirely to our career.
We were very happy.
Honey,|what is wrong?
My dad.
Fucking parents!
You're gonna blow|my house down.
Honey, come here.
Just let it go,|sweetie.
Let it go.
It's gone.
I feel it,|it's gone.
I'm very much aware|that we haven't kissed
in all the months|we've been together.
In fact, he's maintained|a near perfect ignorance
of the front of me.
Honey, sweetie,|you're choking me.
Sweetie, let go.|Take it easy.
You wanna work|on that new song?
Hmm? The hit?
While I finish trimming|your eyebrows?
Are you drunk?
I'm not drunk.
I'm enjoying|a little...
a little rainwater|and Everclear.
Look what|you've done...
Shit!
And l...
Will always|love you...
What do you think?
You think love|lasts forever?
No, but|this song does.
Don't knock|a multi-platinum single.
When you are suddenly|Mr Commercial?
I wish I could hit|those notes.
She's been singing this song|on a loop for three days.
Seriously,|Tom, yeah.
I believe love|is immortal.
Look what|you've done...
Fuck!
I can't hear|myself.
How is it|immortal?
I don't know,|perhaps because...
Iove creates|something that...
was not there|before.
What?
Like procreation?
Yeah,|but not only.
What?
Like recreation.
What is that?|Stop, you come in here crying
and you wanna|recreate with me.
Maybe just...
creation.
Don't move.
Look what|you've done.
And l...
Will always|love you
I will always|love you
I will always|love you
I will always|love you
I will always|love you
I will always...
Breathe through|my mouth.
Love you.
Oh, God.
Oh, Hedwig...
When Eve was still|inside Adam,
- they were in paradise.|- That's right, honey.
When she was|separated from him,
that's when paradise|was lost.
So when she enters|him again,
paradise will be|regained.
However you want it, honey.|Just kiss me while we do it.
What is that?
It's what I have|to work with.
M-my mum's probably|wondering where I am--
You're such|a fucking sissy.
You are such|a sissy!
What are you|afraid of, huh?
What are you|afraid of?
What!?
I love you,|I love you!
Then love|the front of me, honey!
Love the--
We are dry,|we're spent--
we're flat broke.
- Who ordered the pizza?|- Oh, pizza. Hallelujah.
Schlatko, what are you|talking about?
We can't afford a pizza--|this is Manhattan! We can barely--
come on in-- we can barely|afford this hole.
We had to cancel|the gig tonight
because we can't|fix the amps.
No, I don't have any more money.|Schlatko, please!
I got it.
Yes you did,|and it's stunning--
Fuck off,|Phyllis.
I got the part.
I'm playing|the role of "Angel"
in Broadway Cruise's|Polynesian tour of "Rent,"
so fuck you too,|Miss Hedwig!
I'm going to be a star.|Big star.
There's nothing|you can do about it!
Yeah, okay...|I don't care.
I don't care|if you have my passport.
Fuck you,|I'm going to Guam!
And I want|a divorce.
I want a divorce|from you.
Mental cruelty,|irreconcilable difference!
I'm exhausted.
Are you tired?
You look tired.
I think maybe|we are just...
both very tired.
Hedwig...!
I don't think|you need my help anymore.
THREE WEEKS LATER
Fire shot down|from the sky in bolts
Like shining blades|of a knife
And it ripped|right through the flesh
Of the children
Of the sun and the moon|and the earth
And some lndian god
Sewed the wound up|into a hole
Pulled it round|to our bellies
To remind us|of the price we pay
And Osiris...
Wait, did you sing|"the Cyrus"?
No, no--
You just sang "the Cyrus"|on that recording.
The Cyrus, Cyrus.|Cyrus the god.
There's no god|called "Cyrus."
It's "Osiris,"|it's an Egyptian god.
- We read that book--|- We had two versions of that song.
- We had one version--|- No, we had two versions--
--and you|fucked it up!
I know.
Maybe... maybe|we could jam sometime?
Maybe we could.
...Was the same|as the one down in mine
That's the pain
Cuts a straight line|down through the heart
We called it love
So we wrapped our arms|around each other
Trying to shove--
Tommy, what's|your relationship
to Hedwig Robinson?
I never knew that woman|before that night,
and I never knew|she wasn't a woman.
Doll!
Thank you so much.
Hedwig and|the Angry Inch!
I was born
On the other side
Of a town|ripped in two
And no matter|how hard I try
I end up|black and blue
I rose from off|of the doctor's slab
I lost a piece|of my heart
Now everyone|gets to take a stab
They cut me up|into parts
I gave a piece|to my mother
I gave a piece|to my man
I gave a piece|to the rock star
He took|the good stuff...
And ran
I've got it|all sewn up
A hardened razor cut,|scar map across my body
And you can|trace the lines
Through misery's designs|that map across my body
A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up
A random pattern|with a needle and thread
The overlapping way|diseases are spread
To a tornado body|with a hand grenade head
And the legs|are two lovers entwined
Inside I'm hollowed out|outside's a paper shroud
And all the rest's|illusion
That there's|a will and soul
That we can wrest control|from chaos and confusion
A collage
I'm all sewn up
A montage
I'm all sewn up.
Wow!
Just a boy...
No cosmic lover...
This wicked town...
Something beautiful|and new...
Forgive me|for I did not know
'Cause I was|just a boy
You were|so much more
Than any god|could ever plan
More than a woman|or a man
Now I understand
How much I took|from you
That when everything|starts breaking down
You take the pieces|off the ground
Show this wicked town
Something beautiful|and new
You think that luck|has left you there
But maybe|there's nothing
Up in the sky|but air
And there's|no mystical design
No cosmic lover|preassigned
There's nothing|you can find
That cannot|be found
'Cause with all the changes|you've been through
It seems the stranger's|always you
Alone again in some new|wicked little town
Ah-hh
Ah-hh
Ah-hh
Ah-hh
And when you've got|no other choice
You know you can|follow my voice
Through the dark turns|and noise
Of this wicked|little town
It's a wicked
Little town
Goodbye, wicked...
Little town.
Rain falls hard
Burns dry
A dream|or a song
That hits you|so hard
Filling you up
Suddenly gone
Breathe
Feel
Love
Give
Free
Know in your soul
Like your blood|knows the way
From your heart|to your brain
Knows that|you're whole
And you're shining|like the brightest star
A transmission|on the midnight radio
And you're spinning
Like a 45
Ballerina
Dancing to|your rock and roll...
Here's to Patti
And Tina
And Yoko
Aretha
And Nona
And Nico
And me
And all the strange|rock and rollers
You know you're doing|alright
So hold on|to each other
You gotta|hold on tonight
And you're shining|like the brightest star
A transmission|on the midnight radio
And you're spinning
Your new 45s
All the misfits|and the losers
Well, you know|you're rock and rollers
Spinning to
Your rock and roll
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
Now! Now!
Lift up your hands
Lift up your hands.
When the earth|was still flat
And clouds made|of fire
And mountains stretched up|to the sky
Sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs
They had|two sets of arms
They had|two sets of legs
They had two faces peering|out of one giant head
So they could|watch all around them
As they talked|while they read
And they never|knew nothing of love
It was before
The origin of love
The origin of love
Now there was|three sexes then
One that looked like two men|glued up back-to-back
They called|the children of the sun
And similar|in shape and girth
Was the children|of the Earth
They looked like|two girls rolled up in one
And the children|of the moon
Was like a fork|shoved on a spoon
They was part sun, part earth|part daughter, part son
Ah-hh...|the origin of love.
Some girls,|they got natural ease
They wear it|any way they please
With their French|flip curls
And perfumed|magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way|that I've found
To be the best|you've ever seen
I put on|some makeup
Turn on the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig|down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm|Miss Farrah Fawcett from TV
Until I wake up
And I turn back|to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob,|Dorothy Hamill do
Sausage curls|chicken wings
It's all because|of you
With your blow-dried|feather back
Toni Home Wave, too
Flip, 'fro,|frizz, flop
It's all because|of you
It's all because|of you
It's all because|of you.
Okay, everybody.
I put on some makeup
Turn on the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig|down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm|this punk rock star
Of stage and screen
And I ain't never
I'm never turning back
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do
Do-do-do|do-do do-do.
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