[Verse: Iggy Pop]
I've heard, I've read all kinds of reviews—
Well, I'll tell you about punk rock
Punk rock is a word used by dilettantes and, uh, and, uh, heartless manipulators about music
That takes up the energies and the bodies and the hearts and the souls and the time and the minds of young men who give what they have to it and give everything they have to it
And it's a, it's a term that's based on contempt, it's a term that's based on fashion, style, elitism, Satanism, and everything that's rotten about rock and roll
I don't know Johnny Rotten, but I'm sure, I'm sure he puts as much blood and sweat into what he does as Sigmund Freud did
You see, what, what sounds to you like a big load of trashy old noise is in fact the brilliant music of a genius, myself
And that music is so powerful that it's quite beyond my control and, uh, when I'm in the grips of it I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel pain, either physically or emotionally
Do you understand what I'm talking about?
Have you ever, have you ever felt like that?
When you just, when you just, you couldn't feel anything and you didn't want to either
You know? Like that
Some critics—
Do you understand what I'm saying, sir?