~Supersatellite~

I've read the Bible, I've read Dylan

And I'm reading people now, because it's much more chilling

But I sit, sit on a satellite, with the stars made of gold

Well there's life, in this hollow lens, well I know, know, I know, yeah

Supersatellite, supersatellite, supersatellite

I watch the traffic, I find the seeds

Well there's one man in particluar, well he's not what he seems

So I quick, quick I can't focos in, on the lies in his head

Convinced oh, that his blood is blue

But it's red, red, red, yeah

Supersatellite, supersatellite, supersatellite

Super, oh yeah, and nothing dazzles me, I am in his dreams

And nothing is shock-ing, transparent human being

Supersatellite, supersatellite, supersatellite

Super, super, super

(muffled And so you're feeling more, open the fire door...(the rest is too muffled to understand.