When The Satellites Fall

Verse one - Patience You got a monkey on your back, not on some Michael Jackson You saw yourself as rather bad since you were cytoplasm You saw a bike when you were five and thought, “I'd like to have it.” So you just snatched it, didn't you? That's your rite of passage But that was wrong and you knew it so you felt like a bad-ass Then the guilt just ate you up, already quite the catholic It's twice as tragic, cause you're good and you don't like the havoc But you can't help it and relish it, call it type sporatic There's tragedy in your trajectory, you've dodged some bullets They'd pull the wool and you'd push it and often call their bullshit You gave history a hysterectomy and crawled into it Had something but misdirected it with all the movement And now, you're autopilot, blind and fossil-fueled or carbon-neutral Vomit tossed and spewin' as you carve a blueprint Onto two-inch tape with razor, you're a sovereign unit I just roll my eyes and laugh because I always knew it Chorus – Bender When the satellites fall Who'll be standin' up above when the whole world grinds to a halt? When it breaks apart, when the satellites fall Who'll be laughin' up above when this black hole swallows us all? Verse two – Bender You got a sharkbite on your abdomen, that's self-inflicted All your idols live in hell, you're rubbin' elbows with 'em You've got a hellenistic vision of the hell you live in Is this real or television? You can't tell the difference Wishin' on the middle finger of that monkey paw You want some diamond rings to shimmer on that rusted claw That's not a monarch that's inside you, that's a fucking moth That moth is wearing death's head, he'll eat your stomach raw You see some kind of revolution that you've masterminded With plans to televise and sell off time for advertisements You treat delusions like your children in the way they're nutured If you had children, you would set them loose to rape and murder Playin' chicken with the angel of your self-destruction You felt this comin' since they snipped you off the bellybutton I guess the joke's on you, it's looking like you've raised a phoenix I guess the joke's on me too, there ain't no space between us Repeat chorus Verse three – Escrol You got a needle and you're genius like you're Charlie Parker You think you need it but it treats you like a sparring partner Who eat their children whole and call themself a starving artist? It's hedonistic how you feasting off that heart of darkness You tread it gently but you front like you was waterboarded They call it torture, but you longing to be drawn and quartered They got you cornered so you warn 'em you in different classes You lit a match but then you passed it off as splittin' atoms A minute passed and now you waitin' on that final hour It's been established that you're captain of this ivory tower You sit in static while you wonder why you're uninspired While you're pickin' shrapnel out your paper cuts with rusted pliers You got a chauvinistic vision of the solar system Is this real or motion pictures, like you know the difference? That broken english can't describe it when the sky is fallin' All that you could hope for's to die with honour, so sayonara Repeat chorus Outro – Bender Whatever you do, don't look up...