Ode to the Tellitubbies
Over the hills and far away, four grotesque blobs come to play.
One called Dipsy, and one called Poe
Then there's Tinky-Winky and Lala the hoe.
They slurp tubby custard and munch tubby toast.
They've never experienced junk-food, or grandmas Sunday roast
They don't have jobs
They're pathetic slobs
Just a bunch of coloured blobs.
With a scooter, a handbag, and ball in hand.
The cow hide hat leads the band.
"Again again" they shout and say,
Repeating it every single day.
They don't have jobs
They're pathetic slobs
Just a bunch of coloured blobs
The giggling sun that lights the sky
Tells the blobs to say "buhbai"
And just when you think, that it's come to an end
The tubbies jump up, and start all again.
They don't have jobs
They're pathetic slobs
Just a bunch of coloured blobs.
We don't own tellitubbies, but we think you might have guessed that.