Lyrics:

Mark: That's the kind of guy [...] Aynsley: When you just stopped it was running on your head Howard: Well I had to do an Edward Arnold slow-burn, man, there was nothing else I could do, 'cept play it for all it was worth Aynsley: I said the only other thing to do is go get another can of beer and pour it over HIS head . . . Howard: Well, it was already getting silly, man. I mean, it was remedial as it is, I think . . . FZ: Ha ha! Howard: Let's not make it too childish Aynsley: [...] Mark: Every night for a year and a half, man, no matter how sick I was, or how I felt on stage . . . ?: Howie [...] Mark: He, I used to sing, he used to sing 'How is the weather' in 'Happy Together' and pour a whole glass of water over my head, man, and he liked it so much that he made it an integral part of the show, the kids loved it, so I just let it keep happening Aynsley: He can't stand it, man, that's all . . . Mark: And you're just a pansy ass, kiss ass little girl . . . ?: Ha ha ha! Mark: Simmons! Howard: Beer is another thing, man! I'm fucking soaked! Mark: They use beer in some shampoos, Howard Howard: I don't give a shit, that's all I know it that water would dry up and not stain, and he ruined my shoes, man! I can't believe it ?: Ohhh! Mark: Materialist! Howard: Hey lookit, Pat McGregor! Mark: Materialistic! Materialistic! Howard: You're the dude who said . . . (scuffle) FZ: Oh oh oh! Mark: Materialist! ?: Ohhh Howard: Don't do it to you, I don't have any beer, man Aynsley: Okay Mark: 'New York's so lonely . . . ' Howard: I can't even . . . you keep your hands off me you creep Mark: 'And you are the only . . . ' Jeff: You creep, ha ha! Howard: Stop it, man!