| Satellite in my eyes
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| Like a diamond in the sky
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| How I wonder
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| Satellite strung from the moon
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| And the world your balloon
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| Peeping tom for the mother station
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| Winters cold spring erases
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| And the calm by the way storm is chasing
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| Everything good needs replacing
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| Look up, look down all around, hey satellite
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| Satellite, headlines read
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| Someones secrets you’ve seen
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| Eyes and ears have been
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| Satellite dish in my yard
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| Tell me more, tell me more
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| Who’s the king of your satellite castle?
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| Winters cold spring erases
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| And the calm by the way storm is chasing
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| Everything good needs replacing
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| Look up, look down all around, hey satellite
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| Rest high above the clouds no restrictions
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| Television we bounce round the world
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| And while I spend these hours
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| Five senses reeling
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| I laugh about the weathermans satellite eyes
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| Satellite in my eyes
|
| Like a diamond in the sky
|
| How I wonder
|
| Satellite strung from the moon
|
| And the world your balloon
|
| Peeping tom for the mother station
|
| Winters cold spring erases
|
| And the calm by the way storm is chasing
|
| Everything good needs replacing
|
| Look up, look down all around, hey satellite
|
| Rest high above the clouds no restrictions
|
| Television you bounce from the world
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| And while I spend these hours
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| Five senses reeling
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| I laugh about this world in my satellite eyes |