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Satellite


Sex Pistols Lyrics

 

Satellite Lyrics

Satellite by Sex Pistols


Suburban kid an' ya got no name
Ya too dumb baby an' ya got no brain
I bet you're oh so happy in suburbian dream
But I'm only laughing, you ain't in my scheme

Bay - bee
Well, I love you
I love you
I love you

I only ever listen when you're on the phone
From your safely restrictions on home *
When I got no fear that it is you *
Then there's always you
Cause you're good for my shoe

Hey babe
I love you
I love you
I love you

You look at me and you just can't tell
You're lookin' like you just come outta hell
Acting like a dirty lavatory
There ain't no bid for your chastity

Hey baybee
I love you
I love you
I love you

I love
I'm really in love

You're trying to join the scene ‘cos you're so obscene
You're looking like a big fat pig faced queen
How did ya figure that'd you'd be use?
When all you're gonna get is my abuse

Hey babe
Well I love you
I love you
I love you

You know I don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of London
And when you look me in the eye
Just remember I wanna die

Hey babe
I love you
I love you
I love you

(I can't take no more, we gotta stop)



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