JCB: Hey, I thought we were gonna play a Rock and Roll concert. What is this? How are you gonna get laid if you don't play rock and roll and drink beer? You get laid after the concert if you play rock and roll, this kind of crap you're not gonna, you're not gonna get laid anyway with that uniform on. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna quit. I'm gonna go out and hustle me some chick, the hell with you.
Ian: Jimmy, you need some discipline.
JCB: I'm leaving the group.
Ensemble: Boo! Boo!
FZ: Jimmy Carl, I must inform you, I must inform you, Jimmy Carl, for your own good, that here in London you're not gonna get any pussy unless you look like a popstar. Fix him up!... Mod Jacket...
JCB: Oh Jeezus...
FZ: Frilly Mod Neckpiece, Jimi Hendrix wig, and a Feather Boa.
FZ: Jimmy Carl Black enters the audience to hustle some young ladies. Go on Jim, see if you can get any action, and if you get lucky fix us up too. And if you're really lucky, get something for the robots... Mmmm, their little mechanical things are going up and down, up and down...
Next during the "Jimmy Carl Black Philosophy Lesson" we learn that "if you wanna get laid after the show, you gotta play rock 'n' roll music an' drink beer." He announces his intention to quit The Mothers, planning to make his way into the audience in order to hustle some young ladies. It was my unfortunate duty to remind him that "here in London, you're not gonna get any pussy unless you like a pop star." The make-up team dresses him up to look like a cross between Donovan and Jimi Hendrix. With a bottle of beer (Double Diamond) in each hand he charges into the audience.