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[theme music]

(Moore) Previously on "Head Of The Class.."

- What's the problem? - It's Mrs. Hartman.

If I don't catch up on some of the work

that she's been givin' us,

I'm not gonna pass English.

So what are you saying?

I can't be in the show. I'm sorry.

I, I, I mean, you know with my track record

I can't mess with Ms. H.

I finally get up enough nerve to audition

I get a role, that's all down the tubes.

Sorry.

[theme music]

Okay, okay, Mrs. Hartman

what is it with you anyway?

I mean, you just hated the '60s.

You hate rock musicals.

- Y-you hate me. - I hate that play.

I hate everything that it stands for.

Well, like what?

I mean, how, how can you hate peace?

Why in the world would you want

to put on a musical comedy..

...in an American high school

that makes a joke out of American values?

- Tell me that. - That is not true.

It is true!

Marijuana, LSD, sex with anybody and everybody

anytime, anyplace.

'They don't cut their hair, they don't dress properly'

they don't even wash.

They make a mockery of everything.

Country, the president, the church, the American flag.

They take, take, take from society

and when it comes time for them to do their duty

and fight for their country..

"...Hell no, we won't go."

Why don't they write a play about the kids

that went over to Vietnam?

Fought for their country. Did their duty.

Those are my kind of heroes.

And this play is an insult to them.

But you and your buddies from the turn on, tune in

drop out '60s were so busy trying to save your own necks

you didn't have time to think about that, did you?

The peace movement saved a lot of necks, not just mine.

- In spite of people like you. - Really?

Well, let's see you try to put this play of yours on

in spite of people like me.

Oh, I will get this play on if I have to be on stage myself

with the entire janitorial staff

and a couple of retired crossing guards.

[instrumental music]

♪ Once upon a looking for Donna-time ♪

♪ She was a 16-year-old virgin ♪

♪ Oh Donna oh oh oh Donna.. ♪♪

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

Thank you, Manfred, uh..

I don't think you're Claude or Berger either.

Thanks.

- Uh, excuse us, Mr. Moore. - 'What?'

Well, the way we see it, you really only have one problem

and that is deciding which of us should play Claude

and which of us should play Berger.

You're right, I, uh, I do have to decide.

Mr. Moore, I'm back. What scene are we rehearsing?

But what about Mrs. Hartman?

Well, I told her to take a hike.

Uh, being in this show is a huge step for me.

I mean, who is she to tell me what I can do or say?

Isn't that the whole point of this play?

It's a pretty good synopsis, yeah. Welcome back.

- Mr. Moore? - Look who's here.

- Count me in too. - No, no, go back. Come on.

Mr. Moore, I just put too much work into this.

Yeah, let her give me an F.

Uh, I for one am not gonna leave you hangin' like this.

- 'That's right.' - 'Hey!'

She can't flunk all of us, right?

- That's right, yeah. - What can she do?

- Actually, she can. - Right.

Power to the people of the establishment.

So, Mr. Moore, are we putting on the show?

Well, we don't have a barn, but I think we should rehearse.

[cheering]

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Viki, um, looks like we made it.

- Yeah, I guess so. - Yeah.

In spite of your superstitions about astrology.

Um, well, good luck.

Never say that just before the show.

It's bad luck in the theatre.

[instrumental music]

[chiming]

[instrumental music]

♪ When the moon is in the Seventh House ♪

♪ And Jupiter aligns with Mars ♪

♪ Then peace will guide the planets ♪

♪ And love will steer the stars ♪

♪ This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius ♪

♪ The age of Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Harmony and understanding ♪

♪ Sympathy and trust abounding ♪

♪ No more falsehoods or derisions ♪

♪ Golden living dreams of visions ♪

♪ Mystic crystal revelation ♪

♪ And the mind's true liberation ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ When the moon is in the Seventh House ♪

♪ And Jupiter aligns with Mars ♪

♪ Then peace will guide the planets ♪

♪ And love will steer the stars ♪

♪ This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius ♪

♪ The age of Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪

♪ Aquarius ♪♪

[audience applauding]

[instrumental music]

Hello. I'm a human being.

Number 1-0-0-5-9-6-2-9-7-J.

Area code 6-0-9.

Maybe you've seen me around.

Just another number.

My name is Claude Hooper Bukowski.

The most beautiful beast in the forest.

I come from Manchester, England.

No, he comes from Flushing.

[audience laughs]

[rock music]

♪ Manchester England England ♪

♪ Across the Atlantic Sea ♪

♪ And I'm a genius genius ♪

♪ And I believe in God ♪

♪ And I believe that God believes in Claude ♪

♪ That's me ♪

♪ That's me ♪

♪ Manchester England England ♪

♪ Across the Atlantic Sea ♪

♪ And he's a genius genius ♪ ♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ I believe in God ♪ ♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ And I believe that God believes in Claude ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ That's he ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ That's he ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ That's he ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ That's he ♪♪

[audience applauding]

[instrumental music]

- Claude! - Claude!

- Claude! - Claude!

[indistinct chatter]

Wait, wait, don't tell us.

Did you pass? Are you physically fit?

No kidding.

Tough luck, baby.

It's alright. Uh, I thought it over.

I'm gonna tell 'em I'm gay and hide out in Toronto.

[audience laughs]

We're lucky if they don't put us all in jail.

I'm not goin' in!

I'll eat it first, but I'm not.

- Eat what, man? - My draft-card.

I thought you burned it.

That was my driver's license.

Berger, if I go in, I'll get killed

or a leg shot off or something, I know it.

They're not gonna get me, man.

Excuse me, young man, may I ask a question?

Sure, of course.

Would you like to come up?

What would you like to know?

Well, well, why?

I-I mean, why?

Why?

Oh, you mean, this?

[laughing]

That's easy.

[rock music]

♪ Give me a head with hair ♪

♪ Long beautiful hair ♪

♪ Shining gleaming streaming flaxen waxen ♪

♪ Give me down to there hair shoulder length or longer ♪

♪ Here baby there momma ♪

♪ Everywhere daddy daddy hair ♪ ♪ Hair hair hair hair ♪

♪ Flow it show it ♪ ♪ Hair hair ♪

♪ Long as God can grow my hair ♪ ♪ Hair hair hair ♪

♪ I want long straight curly ♪

♪ Fuzzy snaggy shaggy ratty matty ♪

♪ Oily greasy fleecy shining ♪

♪ Gleaming streaming flaxen waxen ♪

♪ Knotted polka dotted ♪

♪ Twisted beaded braided ♪

♪ Powered flowered and confettied ♪

♪ Bangled tangled spangled and spahettied ♪

♪ Oh say can you see ♪

♪ My eyes if you can ♪

♪ Then my hair's too short ♪

♪ Hair hair hair hair hair hair hair ♪

♪ Flow it show it ♪ ♪ Hair hair ♪

♪ Long as God can grow my hair ♪

♪ Hair hair hair hair hair hair hair ♪

♪ Flow it show it ♪ ♪ Hair hair ♪

♪ Long as God can grow my hair ♪ ♪ Hair hair ♪

♪ Hair hair hair hair hair hair hair ♪

♪ Flow it show it ♪ ♪ Hair hair ♪

♪ Long as God can grow my hair ♪♪

[audience applauding]

[instrumental music]

Alright, everyone in this theatre is under arrest

for watching this lewd and obscene show.

- I knew it, I knew it-- - Alright, buddy.

- Come on, let's go. - Oh, no, please.

- Let's go. Let's go. - No, no.

It's the end of the world.

What are you waitin' for? It's intermission.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

♪ I've got baby ♪

♪ I've got baby ♪

♪ I've got baby ♪

♪ Black boys are delicious ♪ ♪ Baby ♪

♪ Chocolate flavored love ♪ ♪ Baby ♪

♪ Licorice lips like candy ♪ ♪ Baby ♪

♪ Keep my cocoa handy ♪ ♪ Baby ♪

♪ I have such a sweet tooth ♪ ♪ Baby ♪

♪ When it comes to love ♪

♪ Black black black black black black black black boys ♪♪

[instrumental music]

♪ White boys are so pretty ♪ ♪ Do do doo ♪

♪ Skin as smooth as milk ♪ ♪ Do do doo ♪

♪ White boys are so pretty ♪ ♪ Do do doo ♪

♪ Hair like Chinese silk ♪

♪ Oh let me tell you white boys give me goosebumps ♪

♪ Do do do doo ♪ ♪ White boys give me chills ♪

♪ Do do do doo ♪ ♪ When they touch my shoulder ♪

♪ That's the touch that kills ♪ ♪ Doo ♪

♪ Well my momma calls 'em lilies ♪

♪ Calls 'em lilies ♪ ♪ I call 'em Piccadillies ♪

♪ Yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ My daddy warns me to stay away ♪

♪ But I say come on out and play yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ White boys are so pretty ♪ ♪ Ba-ba baby ♪

♪ Beautiful and strong ♪

♪ I love to run my fingers ♪

♪ And toes through all their curls ♪

♪ Give me a tall ♪ ♪ Tall ♪

♪ A lean a sexy ♪ ♪ A lean sexy ♪

♪ A pretty a groovy ♪ ♪ Pretty a groovy ♪

♪ A juicy ♪ ♪ Juicy ♪

♪ White boys ♪

♪ Black boys ♪

♪ White boys ♪

♪ Black boys ♪

♪ White boys ♪

♪ Mixed media ♪♪

[audience applauding]

Sheila brought back Berger

a beautiful yellow satin shirt.

Why'd you do that?

- What? - That.

- I don't know. It was fun. - Fun?

[laughs] I hate yellow.

[instrumental music]

♪ How can people be so heartless? ♪

♪ How can people be so cruel? ♪

♪ Easy to be hard ♪

♪ Easy to be cold ♪

♪ How can people have no feelings? ♪

♪ You know I'm hung up on you ♪

♪ Easy to give in ♪

♪ Easy to help out ♪

♪ Especially people who care about strangers ♪

♪ Who care about evil and social injustice ♪

♪ But do you only care about the bleeding crowd? ♪

♪ How about a needing friend? ♪

♪ I need a friend ♪

♪ How can people have no feelings? ♪

♪ How can they ignore their friends? ♪

♪ Easy to be har-hard ♪

♪ Easy to be cold ♪

♪ Easy to be proud ♪

♪ Easy to say no ♪♪

[audience applauding]

[instrumental music]

I think I owe you some sort of an explanation.

I had a son who was afraid to go.

And he was afraid not to go.

He was a lot like Claude, I guess.

♪ Where do I go? ♪

♪ Follow the river ♪

♪ Where do I go? ♪

♪ Follow the gulls ♪

♪ Where is the something? ♪

♪ Where is the someone ♪

♪ That tells me why I live and die ♪

♪ Where do I go? ♪

♪ Follow my heartbeat ♪

♪ Where do I go? ♪

♪ Follow my hand ♪

♪ Where will they lead me? ♪

♪ And will I ever discover why I live and die? ♪

♪ Why? ♪

♪ I live and die ♪

♪ Why? ♪

♪ Why do I live? ♪ ♪ Beads flowers ♪

♪ Why do I die? ♪ ♪ Freedom happiness ♪

♪ Tell me where do I go? ♪ ♪ Beads flowers ♪

♪ Tell me why? ♪ ♪ Freedom ♪

♪ Tell me where ♪ ♪ Happiness ♪

♪ Tell me why? ♪ ♪ Beads ♪

♪ Tell me where? ♪ ♪ Flowers ♪

♪ Tell me why ♪ ♪ Freedom ♪♪

[audience applauding]

[instrumental music]

(all) Boom, boom, beep, beep!

Boom, gower, flower power.

Boom, boom, beep, beep!

Boom, gower, flower power.

- Hell no! - We won't go!

- Hell no! - We won't go!

He asked me what he should do.

And I told him you should do your duty.

You should fight for your country.

- Induction center! - Induction center!

[ululating]

- Hey, where's Claude? - Yeah, where is he?

- He should be here. - Hell no!

- Claude! Claude! - Do not answer!

I'm right here. Like it or not, they got me.

- Claude! - Berger.

I feel like I died.

- Claude! - I'm right here.

- Where is he? - Claude!

So he went.

Those kinda kids stayed home.

They're alive and he's dead.

♪ Manchester England ♪

♪ England ♪

♪ Manchester England England ♪ ♪ Eyes look your last ♪

♪ Across the Atlantic Sea ♪ ♪ Arms take your last embrace ♪

♪ And I'm a genius genius ♪ ♪ And lips oh you the doors ♪

♪ And I believe in God ♪ ♪ Of breath ♪

♪ Seal with a righteous kiss ♪ ♪ And I believe that God ♪

♪ Believes in Claude that's me ♪ ♪ Seal with a righteous kiss ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ Silence ♪

♪ That's me ♪ ♪ The rest is silence ♪

♪ The rest is silence ♪ ♪ We starve look ♪

♪ At one another short of breath ♪

♪ Walking proudly in our winter coats ♪

♪ Wearing smells from lavatories ♪

♪ Facing a dying nation ♪

♪ Of moving paper fantasies ♪

♪ Listening for the new told lies ♪

♪ With supreme visions of lonely tunes ♪

♪ Somewhere ♪

Now, I wonder..

...if I could have that moment back..

...what would I say?

Whatever you said to him

you have to know that he did

what he thought was right.

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪

♪ Let the sunshine in ♪

♪ The sunshine in ♪

♪ Let the sunshine ♪♪