Kesha — Warrior Interrogation

Interrogator: Let's start with the hard ones first, shall we? Ke$ha: What do you wanna know? Interrogator: I want to know your full name. Ke$ha: Ke$ha. With a dollar sign. Interrogator: What's your date of birth? Ke$ha: March 1st, 1987. Interrogator: Is it true your mother was an alien? Ke$ha: How do you know that? Interrogator: Just answer the question. Ke$ha: Yes. Interrogator: What about your father? What was he? Alice Cooper? Ke$ha: Kind of. Interrogator: Is it true that your song "Gold Trans Am" is about you hoo-ha? Ke$ha: Yes, that is true. I admit fully that it is. Cause my vagina's gold. It's glittery too. It smells like candy. Interrogator: So if I asked the question, "Do you eat glitter on a daily basis?" What's your answer to that one? Ke$ha: I do. That's fair. That's fine. I do. Interrogator: Mr. Peep$. Oh yeah. Your cat. When did you last speak to it? Ke$ha: Everyday. All day long. And I'm psychic, and I can talk to him in my mind, every second. Interrogator: What's he doing right now? Ke$ha: Right now, he's climbing up a tree. He thinks you're a big asshole. Interrogator: Have you got codenames for you male conquests? Ke$ha: Yeah. Interrogator: Give me an example. Ke$ha: Captain Dick'n'balls. DJ Fucktard. Interrogator: Do you know a Baby Spoon? Ke$ha: Oh... Why are you bringing him into this? Why are you bringing the Baby Spoon here? Interrogator: Do you know him? Ke$ha: Yeah! He liked to spoon. So, he wanted to be the baby spoon. And I thought that was super lame. Interrogator: You've got a track called "Past Lives" on your new album. Oh yeah. And it's about Elvis Presley. Is that right. Ke$ha: No, it's about Liberace. Cause apparently I was Liberace in my past life. I really like capes. Interrogator: He's the guy with the glitter, isn't he? Ke$ha: Yeah. Interrogator: Do you speak Dinosaur? Ke$ha: I do. Do you wanna hear? Do you speak Dinosaur? Interrogator: No, I don't speak Dinosaur. Thank you. Ke$ha: *speaks in Dinosaur* Interrogator: Are you talking to ghosts was we speak? Ke$ha: No, I'm talking in Dinosaur! I'm talking to Mr. Peeps in Dinosaur. It's our secret language. Interrogator: Are you able to-- Ke$ha: *speaks in Dinosaur* Interrogator: So, let's talk tattoos. Shall we? Ke$ha: I got some tattoos. Interrogator: Tattoos. Ah! You got more than one? Ke$ha: Uh-huh. Interrogator: Tell me about the other ones. Ke$ha: They're all really terrible. *shows inner lip tattoo* I got that one in prison. That one was supposed to be a feather, but it looks like a leaf. That one says, "Yeah!" Interrogator: Is it true you got one on your queen mum? Ke$ha: What? Interrogator: Your queen mum. Ke$ha: My mom? Interrogator: Cockney? Queen mum? Bum? Ke$ha: Oh, my butt! No. *laughs* I'm wasted. No I'm not. *speaks Dinosaur* Interrogator: Do you prefer to record naked? Ke$ha: Yeah. *Die Young Chorus*