The satellites are screaming
Calling out for love
The city feels so queer now
Ken uses some hand cream
Welll you just seem so sad now ,is anybody in?
Barbie grabs a gun
I hope she'll have some fun
Hand on to your pillow I could love you so
You will never call me back
For you know that you've been bad
I will never call you back.
These things aren't even sad.
Hyper-Communication.
Send back all invitations.
chorus:
And cleans the windows?
( can you sleep without dreaming of me now)
And she feeds the dogs.
And she tortures her laptop.
And he cuts a log...
There goes your mountain, I will climb mine.
There goes your mountain, I will climb mine.
Calling out for love
The city feels so queer now
Ken uses some hand cream
Welll you just seem so sad now ,is anybody in?
Barbie grabs a gun
I hope she'll have some fun
Hand on to your pillow I could love you so
You will never call me back
For you know that you've been bad
I will never call you back.
These things aren't even sad.
Hyper-Communication.
Send back all invitations.
chorus:
And cleans the windows?
( can you sleep without dreaming of me now)
And she feeds the dogs.
And she tortures her laptop.
And he cuts a log...
There goes your mountain, I will climb mine.
There goes your mountain, I will climb mine.