I’m a patty launching machine!
[laughing]
Thank you, Patty boy.
It was nothing.
Nothing! I’m outta patties!
Well, I guess I just better make some more.
[mumbling]
Umm mm huh?
Fresh hot Krabby Patties here!
Put a patty in your piehole! Huh?
Awe. Looks like I fed my entire section.
Hmm.
[groaning]
Well, I guess Squidward wouldn’t mind if I sell a few patties in his section.
[laughing]
They'll never look for me up here.
Woo hoo. Hee hee hoo.
[gasping]
[cheering]
Whoa! Oh! Ooh. Ooh.
Whoa!
- Ewe! - Yuck!
Whoa! Wait!
[screaming]
[grunting]
Oh.
Blah!
Who eats yogurt at a rock concert?
Alright, where am I?
[gasping]
The stage.
Oh. Forget the Green Room. That's Claire St. Clare's clarinet.
[stuttering]
Ladies and Gentlefish, polyps and fries.
Here’s the band you’ve all been waiting for.
You know them. You love them.
It's the Low Tides!
[cheering]
Ahh!
[gasping]
Ow!
[cheering]
♪ I was a lonely, lonely lad, Solitary soul! ♪
♪ Didn’t have a rock that I didn’t wanna roll ♪
♪ Joined me a band. Singing on a stage! ♪
♪ They was foolin’ and a screamin’ Divin' off the roof ♪
♪ Feedin’ frenzy Everybody wants a piece of me ♪
♪ It’s a feedin’ frenzy I can’t get me no privacy ♪
♪ How am I gonna shake'm ♪
♪ Is it really him ♪
♪ The freaky fans saw me. Man, they’ll tear me limb from limb ♪
♪ They claw my clothes, Steal my shoes, tear my hair ♪
♪ I got nothin’ left to lose. It’s a feedin’ frenzy ♪
♪ The kids can’t get enough ♪
♪ It’s a feeding frenzy This rock’n’roll is gettin’ rough ♪
[mumbling]
Buddy, could you put down your phone?
You’re blocking my shot!
Ah. Looks like everyone has a patty.
- Ahh! - Ow! Ow!
Everyone but the band!
[groaning]
Hmm.
Ah ha!
Must… sell… patties.
Ahh!
♪ Feeding frenzy ♪
[grunting]
Whoa!
[grunting]
Whoa!
[laughing]
There's no stopping me this time.
Here we go. A one, a two…
[buzzing]
Huh? Hey! What? What’s going on?
Help!
[mumbling]
Ugh. Ooh.
Huh?
Special delivery for The Low Tides!
Ah. Whoa!
[mumbling]
[grunting]
Whoa!
Ahh!
[mumbling]
Come on!
[screaming]
Don’t forget! Brought to you by the Krusty Krab!
The Krusty Krab. A Krummy place to eat?
I didn’t know they were serving us crummy food.
Huh?
[mumbling]
- Oh, come on! He he he he. - Boo! Boo I say! Blah!
[booing]
Hey! No, no, no! You don’t understand! It’s not crummy!
It’s yummy!
Boo!
[stuttering]
Boo!
Ooh! That’s a hot beat, Mr. Krabs.
[flute playing]
Ah. They’re pretty good.
Yeah, let’s give ‘em a chance.
Alright, now for a little licorice stick.
[gasping]
Squidward’s got a clarinet! Run!!
[screaming]
I can’t believe it. This really is the greatest clarinet ever made.
And you’re the greatest audience I’ve ever… oh.
[groaning]