you expected him any moment to break into the kind of song that has suspicious rhymes and phrases like 'my kind of town ' and 'i wan na be a part of it ' in it ; the kind of song where people dance in the street and give the singer apples and join in and a dozen lowly matchgirls suddenly show amazing choreo-graphical ability and everyone acts like cheery lovable citizens instead of the murderous , evil-minded , self-centred individuals they suspect themselves to be .