Satellite, satellite, are you stupid? You shot your pictures through the air All the people on the Earth, they shot through it In a hope they'd disappear
Übersetzung: Kiss Kiss. Satelliten.
: They call me love They call me dear They kiss off and leave me For their own career I got a satellite dish, I'm all alone With my little goldfish And
day The shifting wind just blows us on our way Here and there Our pockets full of things to say Oh my love I proudly represent you in this world Little satellite
To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down You got to look real hard There's a fiery star Hidden out there somewhere Not the satellite
ve saved Just eternity in a spacious grave She said, ";Nothing is true, everything is permitted"; Things just go from bad to worse Starts like a kiss
kids honor your mother The greedy night is full of demon smiles And every hustler wear horns And every fiend comes from the ground The FBI got satellite
burst There's no truth at all, poking at the giant eyes of ancient gods Cool hats have failed, now it's time for me to have my turn Kiss me, kiss me,
Blinding light S-S-Satellite Satellites Satellites Satellites (When I look up to the sky today) (I can feel you looking down on me) Satellites (It brings
To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down You got to look real hard there's a fiery star Hidden out there somewhere Not the satellite
To come showering down From Moscow to Mars Universe falling down You got to look real hard There's a fiery star hidden out there somewhere Not the satellite
Through the clouds to the other side, deep into the sky Can they make it? I can't see me as I'm reachin the Hori-zen I'm just another satellite, floatin
boat Nah I like the witty big tittie type Not hip to city life Checking accounts mad weed next to the couch Butt naked adt protect the house Kinda righteous satellite
eternity in a spacious grave She said, "nothing is true, everything is permitted" Things just go from bad to worse Starts like a kiss and
goes I'm short of you and a book or ten And I'd love to hear those Leonard Cohen songs again You can keep the wok 'Cos it matches the satellite dish
from your atomic gun now Hang a right at the next Zodiac sign Your kiss is mine Kiss so divine My supersonic baby Your kiss is mine Kiss so divine
workin' out my business, I'm handlin' my business I'm conducting a livin', not swan divin' in my britches Players tryin' to get this, they look to offer kisses
