Satellite Songtext
von Marc With a C
Satellite Songtext
This phone bill is a lesson I should learn
But paying for the damage is modus operandi
It′s the grandest scheme for keeping people localized
I'd hold your hand if you weren′t in Boston tonight
I would help entwine each separate finger
Into sensitive parts of the back of my skull
The only thing you can't have is my forehead
That's where the doctor likes to go
I′m the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people just like you
What you are like, it doesn't really matter
It′s how influences get applied to your life
I guess you don't like me much now that you know all my secrets
I can′t blame you for never asking why
Because it can't be cut and dried like it′s from the butcher
But someone always gets drained just the same
I thought if I'd hide it all you'd like me better
The way you′d treat a girl you′ll never see again
I'm the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people just like you
Who would want a house pet for a housewife?
Training should be left back in home ec
And if you need me, I'll be in the closet waiting
To serve you all and know your closest friends
I wouldn′t raise a stink, I'd bring you paper and ink
So you can write about how flawed I really am
And I′d bring you a drink when you couldn't get to sleep
And watch you from a pillow on the floor
I'm the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I'm the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, just like you
But paying for the damage is modus operandi
It′s the grandest scheme for keeping people localized
I'd hold your hand if you weren′t in Boston tonight
I would help entwine each separate finger
Into sensitive parts of the back of my skull
The only thing you can't have is my forehead
That's where the doctor likes to go
I′m the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people just like you
What you are like, it doesn't really matter
It′s how influences get applied to your life
I guess you don't like me much now that you know all my secrets
I can′t blame you for never asking why
Because it can't be cut and dried like it′s from the butcher
But someone always gets drained just the same
I thought if I'd hide it all you'd like me better
The way you′d treat a girl you′ll never see again
I'm the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people just like you
Who would want a house pet for a housewife?
Training should be left back in home ec
And if you need me, I'll be in the closet waiting
To serve you all and know your closest friends
I wouldn′t raise a stink, I'd bring you paper and ink
So you can write about how flawed I really am
And I′d bring you a drink when you couldn't get to sleep
And watch you from a pillow on the floor
I'm the coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I′m the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, I'm the
Coldest satellite in the farthest corners of a
Solar system made of ordinary people, just like you
Writer(s): Paul Melvyn Carrack Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com