Satellite, oh, satellite

Who sits upon our skies

How deep do you see when you spy into our lives?



I know that God lives in everybody's souls

and the only devil in your world

Lives in the human heart



So now ask yourself

What is human? And what is truth?

Ask yourself

Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?

From the cellars of your homes

From the tops of your city roofs

Ask yourself

Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?



Who is it?

That turns your blood into spirit and your spirit into blood



Who is it?

That can reach down from above and set yours souls ablaze with love

Or fill you with the insanity of violence and it's brother: lust



Who is it?

Whose words have been twisted beyond recognition

In order to build your planet Earth's religions



Who is it?

Who could make your little armies of the left

and your little armies of the right

Light up your skies tonight



Now some of you may live and some of you may die

But remember

That nothing in the world can kill you inside

For he is thinking of you

In your great cities of great solitude



Oh children you've still got a lot to fuckin' learn

The only path to heaven is via hell



Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful

Good morning beautiful, good bye world