Murdoc: Oh, yeah! New York, New York, New York! So good I said it thrice. The city that never sleeps, and that makes two of us. Actually, it’s a miracle I made it here today.
Murdoc: Oh yeah, do you know how hard it is to get a visa to get into America when you’re a pal puppet?
2-D: Well I can imagine.
Murdoc: Try explaining that to the girl behind the counter, I mean, I handed my photo, and she just looked at me and said, “What’s this?” and I said, “Well, obviously it’s me.” And she said, “What are you?” which had me for a moment.
2-D: Well, just a moment.
Murdoc: I said, “Well, I’m a puppet, obviously a puppet version of a cartoon from a virtual band called Gorillaz.”
2-D: Oh, well, you could see that could arouse suspicion in a visa office.
Murdoc: So, you know, she says, “Are you gonna be working in the states?” Oh well, actually, love, most of the work’s been done upfront. I mean, this isn’t even my real voice, it was recorded by an actor weeks ago.
2-D: That was probably a bit hard for her to grasp, but do carry on.
Murdoc: Well, then she discovered that I had no birth certificate, no fingerprints…
2-D: No fixed abode.
Murdoc: And it all looked like that I wasn’t gonna be allowed in!
2-D: So, what happened next?
Murdoc: WEELLL, I whipped out a copy of our best selling album, signed a couple of t-shirts and, uh…
Murdoc: Well, I may just be a puppet, but I’m a multimillionaire rock star puppet, and that kind of crap goes a long way. She fast-tracked my application, stamped my ticket, and also she sorta…
[Murdoc moaning and groaning loudly]
Murdoc: Come on, come on, come on! Eh, heh, heh!
[Murdoc makes more lewd noises]
Murdoc: That's nice, that's nice!
[Murdoc continues moaning and groaning]
Murdoc: It's coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up!
[Murdoc moans softly]
2-D: I don’t understand.
Murdoc: Well, as I said, being a celebrity does have its perks, you know. Oh, hang on, I think the band might be coming on. Here we go, it’s amateur night.
2-D: What’s a-ma-teur night?