| Artist | Falco |
| Song | Rock Me Amadeus |
| Album | Einzelhaft |
| Album | Falco 3 |
| Director | Hannes Rossacher |
| Director | Rudi Dolezal |
| Intro | No |
| Outro | No |
| Label | A & M Records |
| Sound Mix | Stereo |
| Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
Falco arrives at an elegant Rococo palace, where eighteenth-century aristocrats watch him perform in a modern tuxedo. The video then shifts to a neon-lit club packed with leather-clad bikers, where Falco appears in Mozart-inspired clothing, complete with a bright pink punk wig. Moving between the two worlds, he transforms Mozart into an outrageous 1980s rock idol. The climax merges both groups, bringing aristocratic costume and motorcycle culture together in one exuberant celebration of Amadeus.
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He was the first punk ever to set foot on this earth. He was a genius from the day of his birth. He could play the piano like a ring and a bell And ev'rybody screamed: Come on, rock me Amadeus. He was a superstar, he was dynamite and whatever he did (it) Seemed to be alright. And he drank (and) he cursed and he fooled around But when the women would shout: Rock me Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus, Amadeus, ... |