The Backyardigans: Who Goes There?
I know I’m an American parent now, because despite my best intentions, my daughter watches television. I didn’t want it, but putting it on a show called The Backyardigans will get her to eat. I try to limit it. While children are watching television, their brains aren’t really developing. Doesn’t matter how educational it is supposed to be. It’s just not good for toddlers.
However, the show is actually pretty cool. I don’t know much about shows like Teletubbies or Dora the Explorer, except to know that I hate them from what little I’ve seen.
But this show has some pretty awesome music sometimes. The hook is that five children (anthropomorphic animals/aliens) share a big backyard and have adventures in their imagination. They all play well together, taking turns being in charge (in one episode one will be a Butler, obeying the others, in another the Boss at a racetrack, giving out orders), and usually playing with cooperation instead of competition, but when they do compete it’s always good natured.
In the most recent episode I watched, “Who Goes There?” Tyrone is a security guard at a museum. In an homage/ripoff of the film Night at the Musuem, Pablo, Uniqua, and Austin are works of art that come to life.
The musical style of this episode is Flamenco, and it is wonderful. I’ve been listening to it when my daughter isn’t even in the room.
Here’s a youtube clip I found, and the lyrics transcription.
| Uniqua: | Tired of hanging around | |
| Pablo & Autin: | Tired of hanging around | |
| Uniqua: | I’m still all day, now I gotta play | |
| I’m Tired of hanging around | ||
| Pablo: | I’m Tired of standing around | |
| Uniqua and Austin: | Tired of standing around | |
| Pablo: | The public’s gone and the party is on | |
| I’m Tired of standing around | ||
| I’ve been posing in this pose | ||
| Since sixteen forty-two | ||
| It’s great being part of famous art | ||
| But it gets boring too | ||
| Uniqua: | I’ve hung in the gallery | |
| A hundred years or more | ||
| My beauty is immortal | ||
| But my neck is kinda sore | ||
| Austin: | I’ve spent two millenia | |
| Reclining on that pot | ||
| Yes that means 2000 years | ||
| And yes that is a lot | ||
| I’m tired of laying around | ||
| Tired of laying around | ||
| Life on a vase has a slow pace | ||
| I’m tired of hanging around | ||
| Uniqua: | We stand all day in artful poses | |
| Austin: | Never stretch or scratch our noses | |
| Pablo: | But when it’s night this place closes | |
| All: | Say bye-bye to the daytime crowd | |
| Time to get busy, time to get loud | ||
| Tired of laying around | ||
| Tired of standing around | ||
| Uniqua: | Come on boys, let’s make some noise | |
| All: | Tired of hanging around | |
| Tired of laying around | ||
| Tired of standing around | ||
| Austin: | We’re gonna make this whole place shake | |
| All: | Tired of hanging around |
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