Joe's Apartment
1996
Lily Dougherty: The lot is completely planted, the, the community is behind it and the flowers just starting to bloom and now all I have to do is show it to my father and show him something good can still come outta the neighborhood and it's worth saving... Joe: Do-you-wanna-come-over-to-my-place? (a coach races by, splashing them with mud) I've... got a towel you could use.
(Joe finds a man lying in a pool of blood) Joe: Oh, my god! Mister, are you alright? Walter Shit: Two days, seven hours, twenty-three minutes and four seconds. That's how long I've been lying here. Joe: Are you O.K.? Walter Shit: 'Course not! I'm an artist!
(Walter Shit, performance artist, has been lying in a pool of blood) Walter Shit: I wanted to express how cold, how pitiless this city really is. Joe: Nobody touched you for two days? Walter Shit: Spitting doesn't count.
Ralph Roach: We know where you live. We LIVE where you live!
Rodney Roach: Well, you know, we've gotta get Lily back, too. Ralph Roach: Forget that. I'm a cockroach, not Santy Claus.
Walter Shit: Congratulate me! This is my first work to use paint! I call it instant minority. I did the whole block! Joe: But people are black or white, not purple. Walter Shit: Periwinkle. It's periwinkle!
Walter Shit: Oh my God! Joe, It's your mother... and she's dead!
Roaches: Welcome to Joe's apartment, it's our apartment too/We've been around for a hundred billion years and we'll be here long after you!/ (ba ba ba ba ba) /Let's go to our place it's a great big space it's where I wanna be/Where friends all meet and life is sweet cuz everything's for free/It's the joint, it's a gas/It's a big fat boot in the ass (kick your ass) /Let's toast raise your glass here's to Joe! A man with class!/ (burp) Sooooo... hello from Joe's apartment you're gonna love the view/It's the nest that beats the rest/We're so glad that you're our guest/Come on in we're all undressed! (whistle) Joe's apartment we welcome you!
Roaches: So long from Joe's apartment, we're sad to see you go/Thanks for coming it's been swell/Check back into our motel/Hope you didn't mind the smell!/Joe's apartment our home sweet home!
Ralph Roach: Talk? We can sing! Roaches: Garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage! / The garbage in the moonlight gives off a lovely smell - lovely smell / Sipping sewage with my baby in our little roach motel - please don't tell / zum zum zuma zum zum zum / doot de doot doot doot de doo doot de doot doot doot de doo doot de doot doot doot de doo doot de doot doot doodly doo / Take an ocean trip on our garbage ship with the cockroach I adore / We'll take a taste of the medical waste that washes up on shore / Oh sweetheart say you love me and crawl underneath my rug / You're one in a thousand billion baby - oh won't you be / My Bug! - won't you be my bug? / Please be my bug.
Roaches: Funky Towel, towel's got the funk/Funky towel, towel's got the funk!
Roaches: (singing) Welcome to Joey's toilet!