Ok everybody, time for a sing-song. The words are new, the tune is the same as 'Common People' by Pulp.
She came from space, she had a taste for custard.
She fell over and got very flustered,
That's when she,
Waved at me.
She told me that her name was Laa Laa.
I just smiled at her and said, "Ha Ha,"
Coz it rhymed.
And then in twenty minutes time,
I said...
I want to live like the Teletubbies.
I want to go wherever Teletubbies go,
I want to play with Tinky Winky.
I want to play with Dipsy, Laa Laa and Po.
And then, what do you know?
She said... "Eh-oh!"
She took me to a flowery golf course.
I don't know why, there were rabbits everywhere,
Or were they... hares?
There was a windmill and a funny lady.
And the sun looked like a baby,
That laughed.
And it wasn't the only one laughing.
How bizzare, I said...
I want to live like the Teletubbies.
I want to eat whatever Teletubbies eat,
I want to pig out on Tubby-Custard.
I want to munch Tubby-Toast ten times a week.
But they didn't understand,
They just smiled and all held hands.
Wear a hat upon your head.
Get a handbag that's bright red.
Love your friends and give them hugs,
Pretend you've never taken drugs.
Still you'll never get it right.
Coz when your all tucked up at night,
Watching Noo Noo sweep the floor,
You can switch it off, or watch Channel Four.
You'll never live like Teletubbies.
You'll never see what Teletubbies see.
Never have a telly on tour belly,
Never get paid a wad from the BBC,
Or dance, and drink pink goo,
Coz you've better things to do.
Sing along with the Teletubbies.
Sing along and you might not feel so blue.
Dance along and you might not feel so blue,
Even though they're much better dancers than you,
And do the silly things that they do,
because Alien chic is cool...
Ooo Laa Laa Laa...
Ooo Laa Laa Laa....