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This was totally going to be a pop punk throwback day, but then I saw the Ellen commercial for the Oscars, and this song is just great. I'm basically dancing at my desk... in my head... because my nose is stuffy and I'm actually spending more time blowing it that I could be using for dancing.
Also, this video is pretty awesome. I was wondering why I wasn't hearing and lyrics about walking, but I'm feeling a Zombie connection instead here. A crazed hunger for dancing instead of brains, perhaps?
Because songs define our moments.