Satellite

Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars

Cute guys in crew cuts with the day goes to bars

There's a pretty lady in a bikini

Her eyes are clear

But her teeth look like smashed out window panes

She's trying to fix her dreams

With seaweed and sushi and carrot juice and wheat germ

There's a wide wall

That she can't see over now

But that's ok

Because mistakes are allowed when you're a

Satellite

A jog in the morning with some vitamins

Then go to a singles bar

California is sure lovely

It's the home of the stars

And everybody's got a great body, but mine

That's just fine

Cuz everybody's so shriveled up inside

They're trying to hide behind

Power Bars and Vollyball and Valium

It's a wide wall

That we can't see over now

But that's ok

We're still growing

You know that

Mistakes are allowed when you're a

Satellite

No matter where you go

You can't outrun a cold

No matter what you do

You can't escape the flu

No matter how you try

You can't stop a satellite

In Hollywood there's all these heroes

They're strung out on grace

Half-skinned gypsies

They're crying to leave this place

There are souls stuck in a bone machine

They are dying in crowded rooms

They are dying of blood on bone

They are crushed by ???

Cigarettes and ?? and high hopes

There's a wide wall

That we can't see over now

But that's all right

We're still growing

You know that

Mistakes are allowed when you're a

Satellite

You can't hold back a Satellite

Satellite

Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars