Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You gotta help us.
No, none of those things, Barney-boy.
When the saints come marchin'in
That does it. The hand is quicker than the eye?
- They're gone. - It worked.
Come on, Betty.
A sort of musical sentimental journey for an old pal.
But you don't know anything about magic.
Go ahead, Fred. We're ready.
Okay, now you see it.
The old songs had heart. They meant something.
Now, let's see. What were those magic words again?
That, Barney, is part of my magic act...
funny funny very funny
The most, man. Like way-out.
- Does that ring a bell? - No.
How're you, boy? Long time no see. How're you, boy? Long time no see.
bonus features to die for! why are we so generous? why i ask you why? Raah! I'm A Piranha. They're In The Amazon.
- Like far-out. - Let's get started.
That'll teach them a lesson.
Now the Golden Smog asks the musical question...
Boy, old Hot Lips is sure in the groove tonight.
He's becoming one of us. He's becoming one of us.
Okay, girls. I'm gonna shut the door now. You all set?
- All in favor, say "aye." - Aye!
I got something up my sleeve.
address the leader?
happens to belong to the world's greatest magician:
When those saints come marchin'in
Look, we'll dress up in the costumes we made for the annual lodge ball...
Golden Smog, come in here, quick. We'll save you.