Why this sudden need for drastic change?

Tonight we dance for our treasured guest… You're a tragic, boozy, flaccid clown. Oh, well, maybe I should speak more Shak… No, just parry. You're going to kill Mr. Cheese. Here he goes again. Trying to rank up in… Fine, that's better. Dirk, you know that name really suits yo… We just wanted to go in and have a coupl… Hey. Hey, come on. Wake up! () Now, don't move and don't say a word. We dance the mamushka while Nero fiddled… Say, you rough, tough cowboys aren't fix… Bricks, my Peter Pops. Yes, I'm still sore.