| When I was a kid in 1957
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| I stood out with my father 'neath the california sky
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| He said 'look what they did', pointed to the heavens
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| 'Wait just a moment, see the future go by'
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| He said 'there goes the last chance to hide —
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| Don’t leave your lights on
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| Let every man stand and decide
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| Whose side he’ll be on'
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| And I saw a satellite
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| Watched it fly by
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| Saw everything change tonight
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| From a hundred miles high
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| I went off to school, along with the others
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| To learn how to think the american way
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| They shot down the man, shot down his brother
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| And good doctor king he met jimmy earl ray
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| There go the last alibis
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| Gone on the breeze
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| Gone with the comfortable lies
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| We loved to believe
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| And I saw a satellite
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| I watched it fly by
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| Saw everything change tonight
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| From a hundred miles high
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| And the lights in the sky
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| To my ten-year-old eyes
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| Were like whispers, smoke, maybe dreams
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| Nikita pounded with his shoe
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| Saying 'we'll bury you'
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| And the whispers all rose into screams
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| And the ratings went over the moon
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| On the day Laika died
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| But my mother just stayed in her room
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| All morning and she cried
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| And I saw a satellite… |