Satellite

Satellite, circling 'round my head

sending kisshands to the hungry mobs below

they reach out, think that's God almighty

but it's just a laserlight-show

 

And my worries are half of what they'd be when I had my eyes open

But if God would have meant my eyes to see

He knows I would have

blamed him for all this misery

blamed him for all this

 

Satellite, circling 'round the earth

in an orbit interfering with mine

when we meet my face is on TV

and is frozen 'till the end of time

 

We're telling stories of a million years ago

when the ice on the earth started melting

we won't be telling them

for many years to come

unless we find some-one will be whistling another tune to dance to