cold dead eyes. >> bussi can dance, the kids love him, they love bussi.both: ♪ friendly faces everywhere ♪ ♪ humble folks without temptation ♪ - ♪ going down to south park ♪ ♪ gonna leave my woes behind ♪ - ♪ ample parking day or night ♪ ♪ people spouting "howdy neighbor" ♪ - ♪ headin' on up to south park ♪ ♪ gonna see if i can't unwind ♪ - ♪ timmy, timmy, timmy, timmy ♪ ♪ timmy, live-a-lie, timmy ♪ - ♪ come on down to south park ♪ ♪ and meet some friends of mine ♪ - okay, here he comes. - who wants to tell him? - i'll do it. - hey, fellas. i'm glad you called me. there's a pie-eating contest down at the firehouse, and i thought we should all go. - butters, could you take a seat, please? - well, sure. - butters, we have to have a very difficult conversation. - well, what is it ? - well, in the months since our friend kenny died, you have really stepped up as a friend and "filled the gap," so to speak. - oh, it's my pleasure. i love being you guys' new friend. - yes, well, butters, it's just not working out. - not working out? - i'm afraid we're gonna have