:02:44
Hey, you fucking intellectuals
:02:45
You think
you're so where it's at
:02:47
Before you fill your minds
with any junk
:02:49
Better listen to Fritz the Cat
:02:50
'Cause writers and poets
and artists
:02:52
It's your duty
to live life to the most
:02:54
So fly out, brothers,
and check out the world
:02:56
Give me a ride to the coast
:02:57
Fritz the Cat
:02:58
He fought many a good man
:03:00
Laid many a good woman
:03:01
Live life to the fullest
:03:03
Cry out for more
until it bleeds
:03:05
Help me,
help me help you, mother...
:03:11
Love me,
I hate you, love me
:03:14
I kill you, love me
:03:16
I love you
:03:17
What a mob in the park today.
:03:21
God, the place
is crawling with phonies.
:03:25
Yeah, high school punks.
:03:27
Those creeps are always here
on weekends, man.
:03:30
Most of them are total jackoffs.
:03:31
So many people here
and nobody here.
:03:33
-Dig that chick, man!
-Over there?
:03:36
Man, look at that ass on her!
:03:38
-What a baby carriage.
-So what, man?
:03:40
If you hadn't showed up so late,
we'd be all right now.
:03:43
Fritz always does it, man.
:03:44
Everybody's here with
their guitars already.
:03:47
Sixteen versions
of "Lemon Tree."
:03:49
I just want someplace
where I can sleep.
:03:51
I mean, I can cook.
:03:53
I can sew and do housework
and things like that.
:03:57
Get out the guitars.
:03:58
Come on, get them out.
:03:59
And one, two, three.