SATELLITES - Avenpitch



Mannequins and marionettes

Stiletto heels and silhouettes

Ideas that seemed exciting and new

No longer hold much of a use

Privy minds they wont surrender

To imagination loves sweet splendor

And for everything you think and do

I got my own advice for you



Build it up to watch it fall

Catch the bomb to drop the ball

Act like the worlds greatest pretender

Play the fool so shell surrender

Ideas of love and success

Were all skeletons with hanging flesh

And were holding out for something new

Something beautiful and something true



Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march

Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march



Blackened eyes on television

Leave the choice to indecision

Looking to satellites for an escape

When Jesus wont answer our complaints

Where is hope, where is God

Who is the force that moves us along

And why should we try and what should we care

When were looking for things that are never there



Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march

Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march



And the television in our home

Gives us our dreams, gives us our goals

And shows us all that we can be



And the television is our escape

It gives us hope, it gives us faith

And it tells us all that we need to be



March! March! March!



Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march

Stand up, get up, smile, sit up

Stand up, get up, march, march, march



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