| Song | Satellite |
| Artist | Smash Mouth |
| Album | Astro Lounge |
| Satellite--The Faulty | |
| The kids are ready | |
| Death制作 | |
| suddenly, like a gust of wind, the machine changes our design | |
| parallel to the offbeat drums that keep us all out of pace | |
| uncertain and cold, like you've been for days | |
| one can see how this mess all started | |
| it only took one time.time... | |
| so I'll be riding home in tanks (wouldn't you say?) | |
| so I'll be riding home in tanks | |
| bundled up like I was six years old | |
| so I'll be riding home in tanks | |
| see how high flags fly when everyone is tied | |
| to their offices, blindfolded, gagged, begging | |
| "I've never said a word" | |
| we've become what we hate | |
| what do we even stand for anymore, growing in numbers | |
| she's breaking at the seams | |
| it only took one time.time!!! | |
| so I'll be riding home in tanks (wouldn't you say?) | |
| so I'll be riding home in tanks | |
| bundled up like I was six years deep | |
| so I'll be seeing you in time...time...time... | |
| (the price we pay...)I'm riding home in tanks...tanks... | |
| before it's over and we lose everything... |
| SatelliteThe Faulty | |
| The kids are ready | |
| Death zhì zuò | |
| suddenly, like a gust of wind, the machine changes our design | |
| parallel to the offbeat drums that keep us all out of pace | |
| uncertain and cold, like you' ve been for days | |
| one can see how this mess all started | |
| it only took one time. time... | |
| so I' ll be riding home in tanks wouldn' t you say? | |
| so I' ll be riding home in tanks | |
| bundled up like I was six years old | |
| so I' ll be riding home in tanks | |
| see how high flags fly when everyone is tied | |
| to their offices, blindfolded, gagged, begging | |
| " I' ve never said a word" | |
| we' ve become what we hate | |
| what do we even stand for anymore, growing in numbers | |
| she' s breaking at the seams | |
| it only took one time. time!!! | |
| so I' ll be riding home in tanks wouldn' t you say? | |
| so I' ll be riding home in tanks | |
| bundled up like I was six years deep | |
| so I' ll be seeing you in time... time... time... | |
| the price we pay... I' m riding home in tanks... tanks... | |
| before it' s over and we lose everything... |