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She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Satellite}}</noinclude> | ||
She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures<br> | |||
She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip | She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip<br> | ||
She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party<br> | |||
She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party | Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air<br> | ||
Champagne rolls off her tongue like a second language<br> | |||
Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air | And it should have been her biggest night<br> | ||
The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry<br> | |||
Champagne rolls off her tongue like a second language | <br> | ||
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same sorrow<br> | |||
And it should have been her biggest night | As the satellite looks down, her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow<br> | ||
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The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry | He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger<br> | ||
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure<br> | |||
As he undressed her with his eyes, her weakness was his talent<br> | |||
How could she know as she stepped through the lights <br> | |||
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same sorrow | That her dress would become transparent<br> | ||
And with his face pressed to the screen,<br> | |||
As the satellite looks down, her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow | He muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him<br> | ||
<br> | |||
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same cheap sensation<br> | |||
The thrill of watching somebody watching those forbidden things we never mention<br> | |||
He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger | <br> | ||
The satellite looks down right now and forever<br> | |||
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure | What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream,<br> | ||
His dream to someone else<br> | |||
As he undressed her with his eyes, her weakness was his talent | Oh no, oh no.<br> | ||
<br> | |||
How could she know as she stepped through the lights | She went back to a pitiful compromise<br> | ||
He'd go back to his family<br> | |||
That her dress would become transparent | But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely<br> | ||
In the hot unloving spotlight, with the secrets it arouses<br> | |||
And with his face pressed to the screen, | Now they both know what it's like inside a pornographer's trousers<br> | ||
And in a funny way it's anonymous<br> | |||
He muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him | The satellite, it blesses us and makes these dreams come true<br> | ||
<br> | |||
All over the world at the very same time<br> | |||
All over the world<br> | |||
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same cheap sensation | <br> | ||
The satellite looks down right now and forever<br> | |||
The thrill of watching somebody watching those forbidden things we never mention | What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream,<br> | ||
His dream to someone else<br> | |||
Oh no, oh no<br> | |||
Oh no, oh no<br> | |||
The satellite looks down right now and forever | |||
What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream, | |||
His dream to someone else | |||
Oh no, oh no. | |||
She went back to a pitiful compromise | |||
He'd go back to his family | |||
But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely | |||
In the hot unloving spotlight, with the secrets it arouses | |||
Now they both know what it's like inside a pornographer's trousers | |||
And in a funny way it's anonymous | |||
The satellite, it blesses us and makes these dreams come true | |||
All over the world at the very same time | |||
All over the world | |||
The satellite looks down right now and forever | |||
What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream, | |||
His dream to someone else | |||
Oh no, oh no | |||
Oh no, oh no |
Latest revision as of 23:36, 3 May 2009
Satellite
She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures
She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip
She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party
Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air
Champagne rolls off her tongue like a second language
And it should have been her biggest night
The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down, her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow
He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure
As he undressed her with his eyes, her weakness was his talent
How could she know as she stepped through the lights
That her dress would become transparent
And with his face pressed to the screen,
He muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him
All over the world at the very same time, people sharing the same cheap sensation
The thrill of watching somebody watching those forbidden things we never mention
The satellite looks down right now and forever
What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream,
His dream to someone else
Oh no, oh no.
She went back to a pitiful compromise
He'd go back to his family
But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely
In the hot unloving spotlight, with the secrets it arouses
Now they both know what it's like inside a pornographer's trousers
And in a funny way it's anonymous
The satellite, it blesses us and makes these dreams come true
All over the world at the very same time
All over the world
The satellite looks down right now and forever
What it is pulled apart, let no man tether his own body to his dream,
His dream to someone else
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no