My Walkie Talkie Man

Have you seen the iPod commercial with the black outlines of people dancing/flailing around? It speaks to me because I dance just like the chick with the big long ponytail (and if I had long hair like that, I would flip it around every single day). Anyway, the song is apparently by a New Zealand band called Steriogram, whose members look like 16-year-old skate punks.

Steriogram, "Walkie Talkie Man"

Well you’re walkin’ and a talkin‘. And a movin’ and a groovin’. And a hippin’ and a hoppin’. And a pickin’ and a boppin’. Those bods are being bad. You better take a stand. You gonna wake up that thing in your hand. You’re looking all around. There is trouble to be found. Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud. Gotta code three. Need back up. Bring me. My bright red fluro jacket. He’s fat and he don’t run too fast. But he’s faster than me. Last night at the show we saw him. Going out of his tree. Well you’re walkin’ and a talkin’. You’re my walkie talkie man. Well you’re walkin’ and a talkin’. Go Go Go Go. Well you’re walkin’ and a talkin’. And a freakin’ and a yellin’. And a bossin’ and a speakin’. And a lookin’ and a pointin’. Always tell us what to do. With your high top shoes. And you wave your torch. With your black short shorts. Don’t let ‘em get away. Don’t think they can play. Nail ‘em to the wall. ’Cause you really need to say. Gotta code three. Need back up. Bring me. My bright red fluro jacket.

Posted by Highwaygirl on September 12, 2004 10:56 PM to the category The Key of Life