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04-08-2010, 07:57 PM
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Timed Out
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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 Winter's cold, spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, satellite Satellite headlines read Someone's secrets you've seen Eyes and ears have been Satellite dish in my yard Tell me more, tell me more Who's the king of your satellite castle? Winter's cold, spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, hey satellite Rest high above the clouds; no restriction Television we bounce 'round the world And while I spend these hours Five senses reeling I laugh about the weatherman's satellite eyes 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 Winter's cold, spring erases And the calm away by the storm is chasing Everything good needs replacing Look up, look down all around, hey satellite Rest high above the clouds; no restriction Television we bounce 'round the world And while I spend these hours Five Senses Reeling I laugh about the weatherman's satellite eyes |
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