Satellite

By Custard

On Gastanked

Released on September 28, 1992

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The rocks that fall from heaven are

Just satellites sent from the Sun

Colliding with the Earth, I scream

"Gee wiz! Our time has come"

Irene, good night

Don't let the bed bugs bite

I will see you in my dreams

There are fifty thousand verses vyin’

For just this one idea

It came to me while I was sleepin'

I think it did, oh, now it's gone

Irene, good night

Don’t let the bed bugs bite

I will see you in my dreams

I had too much to dream last night

Last night, too much to dream I had

And everythin' I dream at night

Rеminds me of our circumstance

Irenе, good night

Don't let the bed bugs bite

I will see you in my dreams

Irene, good night

Irene, good night