Satellites
On the ceiling
Block the wormhole
That you’re needing
And your M.R.I.
Showing brain waves
You’re blowing brain scans
Oh, you’re glowing these days
More lasers
For light shows
And surgery
Why don’t you call me?
I’m lonely
Those shakes’ll go away
Won’t they?
Let’s all go dancing tonight
Let’s all go out dancing tonight
Because this is gonna take some getting used to
So let’s all go out dancing tonight
When the drums come
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Did you feel it end yet?
Are the drugs all gone?
Are you feeling half as bad?
Were your high beams on?
In the end, after all
All that anybody really needs
Is art and music
In the end, after all
All that anybody really needs
Are paintings and songs
In the end, after all
All that anybody really needs
Is art and music
So won’t you come along
Won’t you come along
Cause if you came along
You’d help the world hang on
You’d help the world hang on
Four, three, two, one