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
