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