Everybody's on the Phone

Message in a bottle, rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs made the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history, like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin' squawkin' hawkin', who knows if anybody's gettin' through?

Toasters talk to crackberries Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma Bell dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars for conversations, still that shit flies off the shelf
The information superhighway's crawling like an L.A. traffic jam

Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Do you remember dialing up, yes, I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere without my sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL and tryin' to read the writing on the wall

Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Now I'm a real jungle jumper, I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download in the dropout zones
In every major city 'cross the land
I got Bob Marley on my ringtone
Get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody, man

Everybody's on the phone, so connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite, we all salute the satellite
Won't you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

I'm a digital explorer in an analog foam
Everybody's on the phone

Yeah
Can you hear me?
Wait, wait
Can you hear me now?
Oh shit, the batteries are going
Let me get over to the window
Did you get that?
I'll call you back