Satellite

Well, let me introduce myself
I'm the left hook you never saw
The devil that you think you know
I'm your killing blow
They call me Mr. Ebencro

All night
I'm flying like a satellite
All right
I'm flying like a satellite tonight

Let me come inside
I'm the last on the killing floor
They bring me out the open door
Better watch your back
Cause I'm the one that's dressed in black
But it's all right now
Yeah, it's all right

So tell me what the hell is going on
You cut me off right in my favorite song
You seem to slip right through my grip
Like a cigarette on my lip
Well, I know what you are
You're the poison in my drinking jar
Oh, baby, I'm the Morningstar

All night
I'm flying like a satellite
All right
I'm flying like a satellite

All night
I'm flying like a satellite
All right
I'm flying like a satellite tonight

Satellite
Satellite
Satellite
Satellite
Satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite
Fly-ay like a satellite



Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd James Neal, Scott Antony Brereton
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