Radio Freak in a Storm

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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 fifties suits
Tampering my codes and interfering

[Verse 2]
At the small end of a telescope, I squirm like a bug
Under scrutiny, under glass that's thick for short-sighted, distant objects
Swirl on my spinning chair, I can defy gravity
The centre of the universe is in my solar plexus

[Chorus]
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 fifties suits
Tampering my codes and interfering