Where Is Clyde?

Song 3/4. One more to go, which presumably we’ll get tomorrow. Timmy has locked himself in his office, and is trying to work out the connection between the three songs. I would love to help, but my head is full of marzipan and I didn’t sleep very well sitting up in my father’s VW Beetle, so I’m going to call it a night. I’m not entirely sure it’s possible to “call it a night” at twenty minutes to six in the evening, but I’m doing it anyway.