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
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