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Satellite
Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars
Cute boys with crew cuts and day-glo surfboards
There's a pretty lady in a bikini
Her eyes are bright, but her teeth look like smashed out window panes
Trying to fix her dreams with sushi and facials and carrot juice
There's a white wall that we can't see over now
But that's okay we're still learning
Mistakes, they are allowed if you're a satellite, oh...
Yoga classes so you can look good in your singles bar
California's sure lovely, it's the home of the stars
And everybody is a nice body
But souls are like shadows, hollow inside, choked and hiding behind
Volleyballs and valium and powerbars
There's a white wall that we can't see over now
But that's okay we're still learning
Mistakes, they are allowed, if you're a satellite, oh...
We understand a lot of things
About modern technology but not about dreams
Our hearts are on the shelves, we can't fix ourselves,
but we can fix a satellite
Cause in hollywood the heros are strung out on grace
And half-skinned gypsies are crying leave this place
There's a white wall that we can't see over now
But that's okay we're still learning
Mistakes, they are allowed, if you're a satellite, oh...
We can fix a satellite, oh...
The pope can't fix my broken heart
Rock and roll can't fix my broken heart
Valium can't fix my broken heart
Miss Cleo can't fix my broken heart
But will you fix my broken heart
Oh, will you fix my broken heart?
Cause I'm gonna give you
Satellite, satellite, satellite, satellite
satellite, satellite, satellite, satellite tonight
Fix my broken heart
Fix my broken heart
Satellite
Satellite, satellite