Satellite Man - Phillip Boa

when I woke up and saw

im not a starwar

oh no, instead it seems today

Im a sad film in may

a movie beau, so pale and senses so low

all my childhood memoir

in this situation noir

it makes up all my anger focussed here

so feel my sweet despair, so mere

everyday I feel like a haunted angel

Im a satellite man, I do all I can

Im a satellite man, Im a satellite man

Im a satellite man, I do all I can, not to recall my teenage remembrance

I`m all in urge to give you my shelter

the houses in my brain, so never could, so vain

so jesus, us and the past

will never appear again

will never come back

and all those satellites around me makes me want to run away

makes me dizzy, dizzy, dizzy…

I feel like a haunted angel

Im a satellite man…

makes all my anger focussed here

so feel my sweet despair so mere

makes me want to check out of here

I feel like a haunted angel