Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They can't tell us what we are.

♪ We are running backwards

Argh! Argh! Ooh!

♪ Dancing to the music of the pipe, the pipe, the pipe, the pipe of life

We do the big eyes, small eyes.

♪ Dah, dah, dah, Peacock Dreams...

- Is that as small as you can go? - I can go smaller. Do you want face tilt?

- You're better than this. - What do you mean?

Quite similar? It's exactly the same.

- Unbelievable! - That was incredible.

Si tú no quieres hacerlo y otros 100 putos tenores esperando su oportunidad

♪ Cyborg sea dog, tell me what you dream of

♪ Robot starfish

- I'm the sunshine kid. - Yeah, but he's got this childlike demeanour.

- That is quite good. - You're liking that, aren't you?

♪ Nautical nano beings

- What have you got on? - I'm leaving Shoreditch.

- What do you call these, then? - You think they're small?

♪ In his rice anorak

Why is that amusing? It's an important part of retail, a job I take seriously.

And 9 goes, "I can't! I gotta get out of here!"

- Howard, it's over. - What's the matter?

and played those first few chords, people must have thought he was mental!

- Prove it! - We don't believe you!

- What about the guy who made it? - Blind.

The peacock woke up quickly, realised he was disgusting like a ball bag in the wind.

All he needs now is a tall, Northern, jazzy freak with a moustache and no dress sense.

- So did I. - Go and talk to them.

You're the master of new looks.

I couldn't help it. He was charming and he had a sort of sunshiny feel to him.

You need real friends, friends like mine. Yeah?