Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Happy as a lark. Oh, there be no bloody croonin' for your dead mum.
You tell jokes that no one in their right mind wants to laugh at.
Too scared even to leave his cage.
you know... the act.
- [Horn Honking] - ♪ No more ♪
Eh, your mom's a live wire, ain't she? Bloody hell!
the compare of all compares;
♪ Can't ♪
Look, just don't let them do it to ya.
- Our fave bloody rave! - ♪♪ [Disco]
And the duck says, "Certainly not. What sort of duck do you think I am?"
He's one of them lovable twat sorta types.
- At Boo's club. - They made me.
Come on. Look after me.
- I'm just seein' if your... If your wires are all right. - ♪ So I simply couldn't be bad ♪
It's not all glamour, this game.
Eh, speakin' of which, I can call Sadie on me new instrument.
♪ Me ♪♪
You're on.
- Hey, you should get out more often. [Chuckles] - Heh!
♪ Say, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind ♪
- What are they called? - Take Fat.
♪ Boy ♪
- five lads from Grimsby who have a history of touching assholes. - [Woman Cackling]
All that cooin' and flappin' and shittin' all over shop. They want shootin', them.
Huh? That would have really been something, eh?
♪ Let's fly, let's fly ♪
Okay. Leg over and out.
- ♪♪ [Continues, Indistinct] - No.
- ♪ It's over ♪ - There's no place like home.
Just... stay calm and relax.
this, ladies and gentlemen, is me.
[Clicks Tongue] Well, all salvage crap's out on back roof, LV, love.
[Squeaking]
I'll have... a cup of tea.
and some shit-tight bloody bra.
Telephone Bill. Little Birdy boy.
- ♪ Your cares fly away ♪ - [Audience Whooping]
You'll have to come up there with me, LV. See for yourself.
♪ To you ♪
- Little Voice, ladies and gentlemen! - [Applause]
Your phone's ringin'.
What will I do, eh?
♪ Golden days before they end ♪ End?
Five minutes, tell 'em. All right? Toodle-pip.
- What? - Young Birdy boy's already been and done all that.
- Say hi, Bill. - Hello. - Bill?
at all times,
♪ And we'll beat the birds ♪
- No. - Yeah. [Kissing Continues]
[Imitating Judy Garland] Hello, everybody. This is Mrs... Norman... Maine.
You are a star, you.
♪ Get ready ♪
That happens to the best of 'em, you know.
I'm pleased.
[Gasping] Okay.
♪ 'Cause you're never gonna keep me down ♪
- I wasn't worrying about work. I'm worrying about Duane. - Duane?
- Hello, Billy, lad. - Arthur.
I'm tired of getting the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
Eh, you're too quiet to be me friend, you. Fuck off!
- [Phone Dialing] - Bloody hell, I don't even know who I'm ringin' here.
It's what I've been lookin' for for ages.
♪ That all-time thrill ♪
And I always liked a man in a uniform, me.
♪ We'll be singing when we're winning ♪
Hey, you, you twat!
For God's sake, wise up, woman, eh?
- Oh, Jesus. - Guess what.
Dump her home. Let's go eat.
- [Needle Scratches] - [Music Stops]
- She'll go far, this one. - Yeah, she will and all.
Shipley Street. Domestic installation.
You should try it sometime, LV.
Don't you think it's like puttin' me face in flowers after you?
Went to see the girl, George...
♪ If I invite ♪
Oh, I, I don't go out. [Sniffles]
What did I say? What did I say?
[Laughing] Christ! I don't believe that.
♪ Shout hallelujah Come on, get happy ♪
You've not opened your beak all day to eat or to squeak.
Tonight, for the second consecutive night in a row,
♪ A gay divorcee who is after her ex ♪
♪ Sadder than ♪
♪ Once I get you ♪
♪ I know I'm not to blame ♪
- Uh... Oh, it's gone. - [Audience Members] Boo! Bollocks! Boo!
♪ You won't be seeing rainbows ♪
But at least he knows how to slide and dart and take a throat.
a bit of a...
and a gob on me for every occasion.
- because I love you all. - ♪♪ [Continues]
Little Voice.
You run a club that no one in their right mind wants to go to.
'Cause I'm one high razzamatazz in here today, me.
Seriously, LV. It'll never happen again.
♪ You gotta chase all your cares away ♪
♪ Get ready for the judgment day ♪
- No. - Yeah.
- ♪ It's over ♪ - There's no place like home.