Wim Wenders / The Million Dollar Hotel

- I can't die

- You can't?

- I don't exist.

- So how come?

- I'm fictional.

Satellite's gone up to the sky... Things like that drive me out of my mind...
I watched it for a little while, I love to watch things on TV...
Satellite of love... Satellite's gone, way up to Mars...

Soon it will be filled with parking cars...
I watched it for a little while, I love to watch things on TV...
Satellite of love...
Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday... Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday...
Satellite's gone up to the sky...

Things like that drive me out of my mind...
I watched it for a little while I love to watch things on TV
Satellite of love...

Lou Reed / Satellite of Love

"all my life, i worshipped her... her golden voice, her beauty's beat...

how she made us feel, how she made me real...

and the ground beneath her feet and the ground beneath her feet...

and now I can't be sure of anything...

black is white and cold is heat...

for what I worshipped stole my love away...

It was the ground beneath her feet... it was the ground beneath her feet...

go lightly down your darkened way... go lightly underground...

I'll be down there in another day... I won't rest until you're found...

let me love you, let me rescue you...

let me bring you where two roads meet

oh come back above...

where there is only love... only love...

let me love you true, let me rescue you...

let me bring you to where two roads meet...

U2 / Ground Beneath Her Feet