Chapter two: Back Chat/Let Me Entertain You
(1989)
After a long day of work, Roger walked home not wanting to go home. He and April did nothing but yell and scream at each other. He looked back to the year before. She had made everything seem so amazing. Yes, he had a job, and was in talks with some guys about starting a band, but things with April were horrible.
"Hey, Roger!" it was Fred, his other landlord.
"Hey, Fred!" Roger waved.
Fred was across the street at the other apartments with a bald black guy wearing a collared shirt and a blond white guy with a camera in his hand. He walked up the four flights of steps and entered his apartment.
"April, I'm home."
April still didn't have a job, she had picked up a drug habit and stayed home getting high all day.
"In here." April called from the living.
Roger saw his girlfriend sitting on the edge of the couch bent over the coffee table snorting cocaine.
"For fuck sakes, April. You are blowing all our rent money on this shit." Roger said, throwing his jacket on the kitchen table.
"I don't want to hear your shit, Roger, ok? I need 10 bucks."
"For what?"
"Weed."
"No!"
"I'm sick of you saying no! I want money!"
"Get a job."
"If you love me you will give me the money."
"I need it for lunch tomorrow."
"Ugh! I hate you."
"Here. Take the money," Roger said throwing the money at her.
"Thank you, baby."
April went in for a hug, but Roger rejected.
Roger
Yeah
Get back, get back
"Don't do this." April said.
April
Back chat, back chat, You burn all my energy
Back chat, back chat, Criticizing all you see
Back chat, back chat, Analyzing what I say
Back chat, back chat, And you always get your way
Oh yeah! See what you've done to me
Roger
Back chat, back chat, It's driving me insane
Survival to the end, Knock you down you come again
Talk back, talk back, You've got me on the wrack
Twisting every word I say, Wind me up and get your way
Fat chance I have of making a romance
If I'm ever going to win, Have to get the last word in
Take it from there
April
Twisting every word I say Huh!
Wind me up and let me play
Back chat, back chat, You burn all my energy
Back chat, back chat, Criticizing all you see
Back chat, back chat, Analyzing what I say
Back chat, back chat, And you always get your way
Roger
Come on now
Wake up stand up, And drag yourself on out
Get down get ready, Scream and shout
Back off me be cool, And learn to change your ways
Because you're talking in your sleep
And you're walking in a daze
April
Don't push your luck, I'm ready to attack
Because when I'm trying to talk to you
All you do is just talk back
You stand so tall you don't frighten me at all
Don't talk back, don't talk back
Don't talk back, just leave me alone
Back chat, back chat, You burn all my energy
Back chat, back chat, Criticizing all you see
Back chat, back chat, Analyzing what I say
Back chat, back chat, And you always get your way
"Fine, I'll leave!" Roger said as he grabbed his coat and slammed the door.
"I don't need you!" April screamed.
Roger (walking in the middle of the street)
Yes you do, Yes you do baby
Come on, back chat, back chat
Back chat, back chat
Back chat, back chat
Go for it, go for it, go for it baby
Back chat, back chat
You're giving me the runaround
Criticizing (oh yeah),analyzing (oh yeah)
Yeah merci beaucoup
Get on down..
Roger saw a giant neon sign that read Cat Scratch Club. He needed somewhere to clear his mind so he walked in. it was a very clean place. In fact it looked to be the cleanest environment in his neighborhood. He took a seat in the second row and lit a cigarette. The lights went down and man's voice surrounded the club.
"Everyone ready for the Friday Night Best! She's here and this kitty is ready to purr, gentlemen!"
All the men screamed and howled like animals. Spot lights came on aiming at the stage. A beautiful Latino woman came out of nowhere leading a group of more beautiful women. The howls and screams got louder.
Mimi
Let me welcome you ladies and gentlemen
I would like to say hello
Are you ready for some entertainment?
Are you ready for a show?
Gonna rock gonna roll you
Get you dancing in the aisles
Jazz and a razzmatazz you
With a little bit of style
C'mon let me entertain you
Let me entertain you let me entertain you
I've come here to sell you my body
I can show you some good merchandise
I'll pull you and pill you
I'll crueladeville you
And to thrill you I'll use any device
We'll give you crazy performance
We'll give you grounds for divorce
We'll give you piece de resistance
And a tour de force of course
We found the right location
Got a lot of pretty lights
The sound and amplification listen
Hey if you need a fix if you want a high
Stickells see to that
With Elektra and EMI
We'll show you where it's at
So c'mon
Let me entertain you let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Just take a look at the menu
We give you rock a la carte
We'll breakfast at Tiffany's
We'll sing to you in Japanese
We're only here to entertain you
If you wanna see some action
You get nothing but the best
The S and M attraction
We've got the pleasure chest
Chicago and New Orleans
We get you on the line
If you dig the New York scene
We'll have a son of a bitch of a time
C'mon
Let me entertain you let me entertain you
Let me entertain you tonight
After the performance the club roared with claps and cheers. Roger instantly became a fan.
A/N: Chapter 3 should be up later today!
