| Cabbage everywhere, big potatoes, and now and then
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| A piece of meat
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| 50.000 people (munch) away on what they can afford
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| You better come in time or else you’re going short
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| Send the children out cause it’s time for daddy’s
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| After dinner nap
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| And this is sunday afternoon so mother comes to him
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| Don’t you make a noise the wall’s are paper-thin
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| Father used to be much wilder in the old days
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| But now there are the neighbours they take it
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| As a radio play
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| Satellite town, you used to be home
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| Old man sit on benches near the lake waitin for
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| The sun to shine
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| Looking at the gap between two houses 18 stories high
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| Sun will show up there when it’s half past five
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| Playground is deserted all the children are playing
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| By the garbage-cans
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| They lick around the dead beer bottles daddy killed last night
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| Some are playing mother, father, and child
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| You and me the parents and he will do the baby
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| We better tie him up cause he won’t like that maybe
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| Satellite town, you used to be home
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| Silverbirds are hanging on the corner waiting for
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| The night to come
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| Drinking more than they can hold beating up each other
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| I’m gonna smash your face if you won’t be my brother
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| The later they have business in the shopping center
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| A place that in the night you better not enter
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| Satellite town, you used to be home |