Satellite

Babies on beach blankets headed for mars Cute guys in crew cuts with the day goes to bars Theres a pretty lady in a bikini Her eyes are clear But her teeth look like smashed out window panes Shes trying to fix her dreams With seaweed and sushi and carrot juice and wheat germ Theres a wide wall That she cant see over now But thats ok Because mistakes are allowed when youre a Satellite A jog in the morning with some vitamins Then go to a singles bar California is sure lovely Its the home of the stars And everybodys got a great body, but mine Thats just fine Cuz everybodys so shriveled up inside Theyre trying to hide behind Power bars and vollyball and valium Its a wide wall That we cant see over now But thats ok Were still growing You know that Mistakes are allowed when youre a Satellite No matter where you go You cant outrun a cold No matter what you do You cant escape the flu No matter how you try You cant stop a satellite In hollywood theres all these heroes Theyre strung out on grace Half-skinned gypsies Theyre 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 Theres a wide wall That we cant see over now But thats all right Were still growing You know that Mistakes are allowed when youre a Satellite You cant hold back a satellite Satellite Babies on beach blankets headed for mars