Filming
the Universe
Alternative cover design using image of Brodsky in Times Square, NY,
singing into her Lacan vibrator/microphone.
LYRICS:
Filming the Universe
Sitting in my satellite late at night
Stars all around in a deathly light
There`s no one there they`re all out of sight
I`m filming the Universe
Nothing
to see with the naked eye
I looked right out into the sky
No one knew where I could be
I`m filming the Universe that`s right
I`m filming the Universe...
Sitting
in my satellite late at night
Stars all around in a deathly light
There`s no one there they`re all out of sight
I`m filming the Universe
We
zoomed up into view of Mars
through meteorites and passing stars
a large red vision filled our paths
we strummed along on our guitars
Martians singing in the dust
Playing organs made of rust
We looked at them and said we must
Send a message of human lust
David turned the spy probe on
He looked on through and sang a song
Of love and times when we were strong
And Martians to us all belonged
I`m filming the Universe...