Good Morning Beautiful

Satellite oh, satellite

Who sits upon our skies

How deep do you see

When you spy into our lives?

"I know that God lives

In everybody's souls

And the only Devil in your world

Lives in the human heart

So now ask yourself

What is human

And what is truth?

Ask yourself

Whose voice is it

That whispers unto you?

From the cellars of your homes

From the tops of your city roofs

Ask yourself

Whose voice is it

That whispers unto you?

Who is it?

That turns your blood into spirit

And your spirit into blood?

Who is it?

That can reach down from above

And set your souls ablaze with love?

Or fill you with the insanity of violence

And it's brother, lust?

Who is it?

Whose words have been twisted

Beyond recognition

In order to build

Your planet Earth's religions?

Who is it?

Who could make your little armies of the left

And your little armies of the right

Light up your skies tonight

TONIGHT!?

Now, some of you may live

And some of you will die

But remember!

That nothing in your world

Can kill you inside

For He is thinking of you

In your great cities of great solitude

Oh, children

You've still got a lot to fucking learn

The only path to heaven is via hell

Good morning beautiful

Good morning beautiful

Good morning beautiful

Good-bye world"