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Letras: Transmissions From The Satellite Heart

01. Turn It On
02. Pilot Can At The Queer Of God
03. Oh My Pregnant Head (Labia In The Sunlight)
04. She Don't Use Jelly Listen
05. Chewin The Apple Of Yer Eye Listen
06. Superhumans
07. Be My Head
08. Moth In The Incubator
09. *******
10. When Yer Twenty Two
11. Slow Nerve Action Listen

Turn It On

put your face up to the window
tell me all about your "gay folks"
it feels better when you in it
if your nervous use the pay phone

put your face where we can see it
put it on a show on cable
you can really show it all there
turn it on when you are able

turn it on
turn it on and all the way up
turn it on
in your houses when you wake up
turn it on
when you ain't got no relation
to all those other stations
turn it on


put your life into a bubble
we can pick you up on radar
"hit " a satelite with feeling
give the people what they paid for


Pilot Can At The Queer Of God

oh god
has she always lived here?
(I think she has)
oh god
has she always looked like that?
(I think she has)

oh god
god, has she forgot me?
(I think she has)
oh god
has she joined the army?
(I think she has)


oh god
has she left here?
(I think she has)
in her grown up years
in her pilot years
(yes she has)
like she came from outerspace


oh god
has she turned queer?
(yes she has)
in her grown up years
in a pilot dream
(yes she has)
like she came from outer space


and now she's got helicopters
(yes she has)
repeat 5 times


Oh My Pregnant Head
(Labia In The Sunlight)


when will you shut your mouth
stop all the vibrate
birds flying out of a mountain
somewhere the snow cools my fever
i just have stumps left for fingers
wonderin' can you still play guitar?

just like a baby
just like the smoke rings
labia in the sunlight


when will you stop all yours buzzing
smow crushing hummingbird
(all day)
somewhere the star burns the universe
gold eagle paints in my fingers
(all day)
can of spaghetti diseases
hopin that you can still play guitar?


just like a baby
just like the smoke rings
labia in the sunlight


labia in the sunlight
repeat 6 times


She Don't Use Jelly

i know a girl who thinks of ghosts
she'll make ya breakfast
she'll make ya toast
she don't use butter
she don't use cheese
she don't use jelly
or any of these
she uses vaseline
vaseline
vaseline

i know a guy who goes to shows
when he's at home and he blows his nose
he don't use tissues or his sleeve
he don't use napkins or any of these
he uses magazines
magazines
magazines
magazines
magazines

i know a girl who reminds me of cher
(reminds me of cher)
she's always changing
(she's always changing)
the color of her hair
(color of her hair)
she don't use nothing
that ya buy at the store
she likes her hair to be real orange
she uses tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines


Chewin The Apple Of Your Eye

hey what were ya thinkin
when they were startin the show
yeah, i was there
but i didn't care at all
i was tryin to find you
when you gost lost in the crowd
cus i'm drunk all the time
i like your helium voice

CHORUS
there was a guy in the seat next to mine
watchin the girls when the cops made us stand in line


yea, so if its sad
well you still gotta live till ya die
man, everyone's chewin the apple you got in your eye

it like at the circus
when you get lost in the crowd
your happy but nervous
definite sign that you lost it


Superhumans

Once in a while, the time will come
To surrender everything you have to give
Once in a while, the time will come
To surrender everything you have to give

I would have given up for you
I know they're gonna bump and collide
I'm sure there's planets wrapped up with you
I've seen them kissing out in the hallway


Once in a while, the zebras run
To the spaceman and his gun, in the spider's web
Once in a while, the zebras run
To the spaceman and his gun, in the spider's web


I would have given up for you
I know they're gonna bump and collide
I'm sure there's plannets wrapped up with you
I've seen them kissing out in the hallway


Be My Head

You can be my head
Oh, I really need one
'cause it's used all its better days
You can be my head
'cause I've ruined this one
Blasting holes where it used to be

And if it's not a big thing,
You could swap or lend me
You should stop and ask me


Be my head, and I'll be yours (2x)

You can be my head
Oh, they've eaten this one
Putting swirls in this giant hole
You can be my head
'cause I can't afford to buy one
Seeking stars in its other side

And if it's not a big thing,
You could swap or lend me
You should stop and ask me

Be my head, and I'll be yours (2x)
Won't you be my head, and I'll be yours
Be my head and I'll be yours (3x)


Moth In The Incubator

Something in you, it jitters like a moth
And I see that your arms are out to God
And oh, they kill you when they talk
It makes a mountain peak seem little when it's not
Your incubator is so tight (2x)
I've been born before, I'm pretty used to it
Brain-dead is always all there is

So embryonic it's all right (2x)
I've been born before, I'm gettin' used to it
Brain-dead is how it always ends


*******

I don't care if it rains or freezes
Long as I got my plastic Jesus
Sittin' on the dashboard of my car
Comes in colors, pink and pleasant
Glows in the dark, it's iridescent
Take it with you when you travel far

Get yourself a sweet madonna
Dressed in rhinestone, settin' on a
Pedestal of Abalone Shells
Goin' 90, I ain't scared
Cause I got the Virgin Mary
Assuring me that I won't go to hell


When Yer Twenty-Two

Stuck in the perpetual motion
Dying against the machine
The whole thing leaves
You a nothing instead of a these
The sun is black and the black halos fly
And your number is backwards again when you try
The sound is so cute when you're 22
When you're 22

Eggs break when you walk on the scramble
You're living against the machine
The whole thing leaves
You a nothing instead of a these
The bone is cracked and the cracked eggshells fly
And your number is backwards again when you drive
The whole thing's removed when you're 22
When you're 22


Slow-Nerve-Action

It's all a waste of time again
She used to mow the lawn
She always wasted everyone
She always turned me on

Now she's turned a kind
That isn't so much in demand
And all us vegetables
Can waste our time on someone else


She had a cool invisible
Dog that she called Paul
We'd always sit around her house
Watchin' her feed the dog

Now she's got a man
Who don't like dogs, who just likes cars
She's just got a job
'cause times got hard, so Paul is gone

Now she's turned a kind
That isn't so much in demand
All us vegetables
Can waste our time on someone else

It's all a waste of time again (4x)