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Evening love, how's your day?
I'm bringing you the weather from the satellite jigsaw.
Today was fine, tears at times.
A weak ridge from pressure from

Wasting your time, wasting your time

I'll be your astronaut
I give you space when you ain't actin' right
Higher than a satellite
I'm nonchalant all past

a satellite
I use it like dish
Networking with the gift and abyss
I can't miss, nah not this
Bulls eye when the darts fly by, I'ma hit
This is it
Mike Jack with

the clouds above loud and clear
The songs you sung can't be drowned
By the sound of guns
Or just watch your tragic times
Through a satellite dish
The least

and the future is here
Iraq was a design so for some
People the future is clear
A Christmas tree pyramid with a
Star as an eye
Like the satellite in orbit watching

chopper piece
So I phone big cuz for a one chopper, sweet
Just to see if that one chopper beats
By now, you must know what chopper means
Clip black, but

you a big pussy (Pussy)
Chip Skylark, nigga been did them groupies
I done signed too many boobies (Boobies)
Still can't get finessed
Espеcially not by

On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis

Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg

been done
Crisis's inflicted by the powers of the Sun

Cemeteries packed in, human shelters have been filled
A languor process of existence being killed

I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars
I am made of
Stars, stars, stars

Made by

It happens so slowly, it's happened to us
We just never quite realized what was happening
Little by little it was taking place right in front

Crooked Bones

Francis/Dreyer

Everything Is One

2006

by like schools of fish
Turn a blind headlight to those who wish
They can swim to a shore where the moonlight
Glistens in their soft and silver hair

Country Songwritin' 101:

WHEN I THINK OF GOOD LOVIN'
Words and Music by John Ford Coley & Jenni Frankel

When I think of good lovin'
Ooh baby your

To cope, gave us enough rope, we were swaying by the days end
Big business dollars bought slaves, blind eyes, coastlines, goldmines of ambivalence, digging

ALL AROUND THE WORLD (Lyrics by Frank Orrall)
blood from the sky
food for the earth
bare-feet on wet earth
those where respectable days
arms

MARS ATTACKS

Last sight silver light, aboard a satellite
Supreme being with glowing orb makes altar out of meteorite
Scientific logic defied by

When the drones are above and satellites up in space
There ain't no place to hide when the fear in your face
I used to think the future meant the past

would conquer day 
that moment so near 
Oh satellite! 
By fashioned will bare 
pused to your darkest hour 
And fate and time now
collided
A million one

we're well on our way 
 
Things aren't getting better I'm not gonna lie  
Nothing's private with the satellites 
Pretty soon we'd be replaced by bots

for calling
Broken bones, bloody toes I'd still come crawling
Overwhelmed by expectations
What were you expecting, lies?
Grain of sugar and your salty

living cutting slack to
All the people kept his palms well-greased
He bought the chateau bunga bunga by the
Beach to lure the rich high-fliers
Installed

Soldiers of Darkness

Sunz of Man

Soldiers of Darkness/Five Arch Angels [Cassette Single]

burn a satellite 
I should jump deep beyond the depths of my innocite 
Visions of me on the night of a solar eclipse 
Avoidin the mothership, takin my

Give 'em one more chance
One more thing to say
I made a very big mistake followed by a thousand days

Don't give up on people who want you to stay

Chill out, it´s worth the waiting
You´ve got me spinning like a satellite

I´m in orbit, we´re in heaven
Countdown is a quarter to seven
Faster than