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Message in a bottle rhythm of a drumSmoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves humBut thats all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln LogsNow we livin like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fogTalkin squawkin hawkin who knows if anybodys gettin throughToasters talk to crackberries Boston to BombayTeenage schemes and Ma-bells dreams as minutes tick awayWe act like crazy people talking to ourselvesCrashing cars in conversation while that shit flies off the shelfThe information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jamEverybodys on the phoneSo connected and all aloneFrom the pizza boy to the socialiteWe all salute the satellitesLet me text you with your master planYoure loud and clear but I dont understandIm a digital explorer in analog roamAnd everybodys on the phoneDo you remember dialing up?Yes I remember wellNow I just cant go anywhere with out that sacred cellI think that I might die if I miss anything at allText me send me an e-mail link me up give me a callIm ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wallEverybodys on the phoneSo connected and all aloneFrom the pizza boy to the socialiteWe all salute the satellitesLet me text you with your master planYoure loud and clear but I dont understandIm a digital explorer in analog roam
