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When you speak your voice goes to outer space
My words a typhoon could suck the light out of a star
And all the satellites are Russian spies in 50's suits
Tampering my codes and interfering
With bleeps and hiss the sky eyes talk to themselves
Too many screens flicker and I'm blacked out
A radio freak in a storm at the edge of the dials
The burnt-out smell of my selves disconnecting
When you speak your voice goes to outer space
My words a typhoon could suck the light out of a star
And all the satellites are Russian spies in 50's suits
Tampering my codes and interfering
At the small end of the telescope, I squirm like a bug
Under scrutiny under glass
That's thick for shortsighted distant objects
Whirling my spinning chair, I can defy gravity
The center of the universe is in my solar plexus
When you speak your voice goes to outer space
My words a typhoon could suck the light out of a star
And all the satellites are Russian spies in 50's suits
Tampering my codes and interfering
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