Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Don't look at ME! - Cut!
But what are the chances I get discovered on stage
Nothing. No reason, no why. Nobody, no one, no person, no who. No time, no when. Nowhere, no place. No manner, no how. No possession. No choice. Nothing. No reason, no why. Nobody, no one, no person, no who. No time, no when. Nowhere, no place. No manner, no how. No possession. No choice.
Hey, what if it was written more like,
It's a dancing invasion Of super amazin' zombie alien cars
to rise up against this zombie alien invasion
It's your call.
"Me." It's "me." "Don't look at me."
Oh, come on.
Where you been all my life, Mr. Yuck It Up Tow Truck?