My family farmed the bottom land
The year the world went dry
And the bank took away
What had been ours for a hundred years
Well I could cry myself a river
It would not wash away their sins
But maybe I could drown them in my tears
Well hello from my satellite
Is anybody listening tonight
Well I used to be the government
Before the dollar stole my voice
I asked my congressman
How I could set that straight
He said son get your self a talk show
Just like everybody else
Now I'm worldwide and man do I look great
Well hello from my satellite
Is anybody listening tonight
Well the devil stole the thunder
On the eleven o'clock news
He had preacher hair
And a smile like dime store pearls
And the anchor quoted Springsteen
To the questions in our eyes
He said son it's just the meanness in this world
All right
Well hello from my satellite
Is anybody listening tonight
Well hello from my satellite
Is anybody listening tonight