Satellite
Elvis Costello
Continúa después del anuncio
Tono:
[intro] Em C#m A BE C#m She looked like she learned to danceB A >From a series of still picturesE C#m She's madly excited nowB A She throws her hands up like a tulipG#7/B#B G#7/B# She looks like an illustrationC#m F#7/A# B ----------- of a cocktail party | | 1 1 1 | | | | | | 2 | 3 | | | |G#m G#7/B# Where cartoon bubbles burst in the airC#m F#7/A# B Champagne rolls off her tongueA like a second language B EF#7/A# --x-------- And it should have been her biggest night | | 1 | | | | | | | 2 | 3 | | 3 | |A F# The satellite looks down on her asB B7/D# E she begins to cry tacet C#mB7/D# A ----------- All over the world at the very same time | | 1 | | | | | | 2 | 2 | | | | | |B B7/D# E People sharing the same sorrowC#m A As the satellite looks downContinúa después del anuncioB A Her darkest hour is somebody'sB7 bright tomorrowE C#m B He pulled on a cigarette in theA crook of his first fingerE C#m Felt the static electric chargeB A of her perfect hourglass figureB G#7/B# As he undressed her with his eyesC#m F#7/A# B her weakness was his talentG#m G#7/B# How could she know as she steppedC#m through the lightsF#7/A# B That her dress would becomeA transparentB E And with his face pressed to the screenA F# He muttered words he'd never dareB B7/D# E to say if she could see him tacet C#m A All over the world at the very same timeB B7/D# People sharing the same cheapE sensationC# A The thrill of watching somebody watchingB A Those forbidden things we neverB7 mention [chorus]E C#m7 A The satellite looks down rightB7 E now and foreverC#m7 A B7 What it has pulled apart, let no man tetherG#m F# His own body to his dream, hisF#m dream to someone elseB B7 Oh no, oh noE She went back to her pitifulC#m B A compromise, he'd go back to his familyE C#m But for the matter of a thousandB A miles that separated them entirelyB G#7/B# In the hot unloving spotlight withC#m F#7/A# B the secrets it arousesG#m G#7/B# Now they both know what it's likeC#m F#7/A# B A inside a pornographer's trousersB E And in a funny way it's anonymousA F# The satellite, it blesses us andB B7/D# E C#m makes these dreams come trueA C#m All over the world at the veryA same timeC#m All over the world