Tekst piosenki "Satisfied" - Odds

Satisfied

Now I rush to the finger of light
I guess I tore my head off
I hope there's something waiting for me
To make my exit pay-off
Taste and smell and touch
Have faded from pollution
As a last resort I chose the stupidest solution
The first thing I did when I got in the gate
Was crank up the left-hand dial
I got there first
The track star seemed to take a while
Now I can dance like Nureyev
With these wings on my body
St. Peter complains that it's too loud in the lobby
And I hear the voice of God
He's brilliant on the microphone
And the radio in heaven
Can make a heathen feel at home
All these notes flying out play havoc with my heart
Every word sung is both emotional & smart
There's a gorgeous sunset
Happening on the airwaves
I really want you to hear this song one day
So you behave
And I hear the voice of God
He's brilliant on the microphone
And the radio in heaven
Can make a heathen feel at home
At home

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Love is the Subject	No Warning
Trees	Truth or Dare
Wendy Under the Stars	Heterosexual Man
Anybody Else But Me	Break The Bed
Eat My Brain	Heard You Wrong
Horsehead Nebula	Hurt Me
I Would Be Your Man	Leave It There
Make You Mad	Mercy to Go
Nothing Beautiful	Oh Sorrow, Oh Shame
Radios Of Heaven	Satisfied
Smokescreen	Smokescreen (Come And Get Me)
Someone Who Is Cool	Someone Who's Cool
The Last Drink	Truth Untold
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