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Satellite Generation

by Welter - Acoustic Indie Folk Rock

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Janis 03:48
Janis Why’s the world so black Carry you on my back Like a black tie, black car, black money at the bar You won’t ever know you’ve gone to far Hate is all you’ve got When the right starts to rot Crows attack, the Journo hack, the carcass on the road The headlight glare caught you there and you just froze Janis was smart Janis worked it out Janis knew that for you to remember what she said She’d be better off dead Elvis was King that why he over ate Elvis knew but he just worked it out too late Too late. Ah yeah. When the winter comes You’re still red from the sun Your rum and coke, tongue tied, hot eyed, blood shot state of mind Your politics come from shooting down road signs. Chorus Take it all back you J-J-J-Journo Hack © Elliott Weston
Benbuckler 03:31
Ben Buckler One step closer to the edge Ben Buckler’s call me to join him One step closer to the edge All I want to do is throw this sunburnt body Down A sunny day in Winter time The surfs up, waves come crashing in I see the sun out, I see the surf up. The waves come, let’s go. I really need somewhere to hide Where no one can bury me where I stand. They’re gonna bury me, they want to bury me Bury me right here. But not yet Chorus repeat Let’s go Down Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1998
Everything 04:28
Everything After you loved me I lost. I had to learn to wear the cost. But now I know all about. Great misery without you. We used to walk about hand in hand. Everybody talks about nobody understands me. Like you used to do When you loved me. Before left me and nailed someone else. Do you hold her like you held me. Don’t you tell me no. I’m not crazy it’s no longer true. I was blind. I lost my mind. I could not see. You were everything to me. I blazed a trail with a gun. I stood alone under the sun. But will I stop and forgive. I need to find a reason to live now. Is it a little thing deep inside? A tiny little wedding ring like the one that binds you To me totally. Laws on your side. Times on my side and our oath to god. Chorus repeat. You are everything. Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1998
Whatever 03:33
Whatever Cultural tall poppy cringe in the curl your lip the latest overseas trip. The latest craze is a Summer haze that disappears with the light. Just like last night banging you head on a wall. Keep it down not to loud everyone’s doing it now let’s do it. Don’t follow blind Don’t say never mind Don’t say Whatever. Whatever. Whatever. Riots in the suburbs Herb and I’ve gotta confess your right to righteousness. Fight me too just get through hang about a Saturday night. Drink like Shark bite quelling a hell of a thirst call ‘em mate hit ‘em first. Never to late to retaliate. Chorus repeat Stolen children in the night women put up a fight. Local lads in blue have only got a job to do. Seen how they live? Those poor poor kids no better than dogs. And Dogs? There must be thirty in a pack. That’s that I’m calling in the vet, get rid of the lot. Farm the kids out to good families, loving families. Families with money. White families. Chorus repeat Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1998
Swim 03:25
Learn to Swim When we’re together in the heat of the day Down by the river, Love you is easy to say. Oo the water’s so cool I know only fools rush in here I go. Learn to swim Deep in love You touch me and I shiver, Hands down my back We dive into the river, the bottom’s so deep where it’s black. Chorus repeat When I’m with you I feel no pain. Hurting you, well I’m not to blame I’m loving you like I’ve never loved you before. We crawl from the river naked in the sun If we leave hear forever I pray that we go as one Chorus repeat If I leave you here on your own well take a torch and burn my home I couldn’t bear to love you and leave you today. Let’s dance Chorus repeat Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1998
Pop Psychology You fill my head with pop psychology Wrote down a list of all the things that were wrong with me You picked all the holes picked all the holes in me Are you the sort of girl that boys take home and then forget about? Forget about me. yeah. I caught you out with your bible wrapped in plastic. You were guilty enough almost to be Catholic. If you’re looking for something to read then why not read me. Chorus repeat You fill my head with pop psychology. You fill my dreams like a nightmare that haunts me. I wake to find, I wake to find you… Gone. I’m the sort of boy that girls take home then forget about. Forget about me Forget about all the people you’ve been treading. Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1998
Keep this looking in Something’s got to give Maybe it’s my heart Maybe it’s my state of mind Searching for a place Where I can unwind Somewhere where the land Isn’t fighting with the sky Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for you Nothing I ever do Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for you NOTHING I EVER DO There you go again Banging off your mouth Shoot me down in flames When I have a go and try Know you ‘re in the wrong So say all your friends Everything you take All you touch you break is mine Mine, mine, mine. Chorus Lie, Lie Lie. Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998
Cradle Me 04:45
Cradle Me When the storms of December Howl and crash around Cape Beale Remember crying like a baby and feel Low, empty, and a little bit lonely Walk alone on the back beach Talking to the sea and me I’ll be there tugging at your jacket and your hair Yeah, I’ll tease you just like I used to do. So Cradle Me When the storms of December Break the headland into dust Remember everything we’ve done will rust. Rust. But I love you is the only thing that ever shines through. Shines on through. Chorus So Cradle me (When you on your own, know that you are not alone) Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998
Satellite 04:00
Satellite Broken down out back of the bay, camped out in the van. Waiting for the rain to stop, got stuck for a week. Scraping up the change at a petrol stop. Sold an old guitar. Rock n’ Roller coaster that I can’t get off. How’d I come down this far? Turn out the light tonight . You keep movin’ on movin’ on movin’ on. Watch that satellite cross the night. Like you movin’ on movin’ on movin’ on. Called you up and reversed the charge. Hit you for a loan. Can’t get passed the answer machine then your mum comes on the phone Says you’ve done the run and you’ve got our boy. Don’t call here again. The telephone box comes zooming in. Fall into the rain. Chorus repeat Made it back and the band broke up. But I’ve got to play on…… Dragged around your parent’s house, tried to patch it up. Your father hit the roof when he saw my face. Slammed into the truck Chorus repeat. Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998
Lindisfarne 03:55
The Bells of Lindisfarne I pick up the shoes you gave me and put ‘em on my feet But the fit is bad they’re cold, I can’t complain. Nobody listens to me, No one ever listens. I button the coat around me to keep out all the eyes Don’t you know the eyes they hurt like a frozen fist Behind them burns a flame. A tainted flame of anger But the bells of Lindisfarne ring out over the river The Bells of Lindisfarne will one day deliver me from here. The lover inside this loner is hiding everything that I feel Cos I’m confused and I’ve run away. Just to forget about you, Five years times a lifetime. Open a book of pictures, a photograph of home Now I live in shame alone, my name is murder, A killer of conversation, at the slightest mention. Chorus repeat Don’t, don’t wait for me coz time, time waits for no one. Don’t, don’t wait for me. I wait in the yard for silence. of which I never find coz I can’t escape the noise. Of banging steel doors, cold shoes on hard floors, voices from the shadows The winter is long and lonely, a never ending dream. In the scheme of things I’m lost but I know that sound. Hope returns like springtime. New Love rings the church bells. Chorus repeat When I go as a free man I’ll walk up to the tower and ring those bells The Bells of Lindisfarne Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998
When will I stop this pretending? You can see right through me girl When will you stop all your travelling? You say your life is over I fit your father’s jeans I fit like I’m high on gasoline This is the Petrol Song Well here I am in my car with a tin of Petroleum I know it rains a lot in London It’s been raining here for weeks You suicide when there’s nothing on You say your life is over Let’s play your sister’s clarinet Let’s play at trying to forget Chorus Repeat You can cover my body in gas You can take a match and set me on fire Chorus Repeat Set me on Fire Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998
Motormouth I did my best so don’t come down to hard Followed in your footsteps Tippity run in the back yard But when Summer comes we go a little crazy Motormouth. Me and my motormouth. Couldn’t wait to let it out. And drive on home. High on the high street. Dollar in my hand. Drifting sound of green sleeves. Skipping along to the Whippy van. Catch the man. But when Summer comes we go a little crazy Chorus repeat. The last two hundred K’s to Melbourne make it by the end of the day. Left the harbour city at ten o’clock, breaking the law all the way Chorus repeat Read it in the papers, haves and have nots. The SATELLITE GENERATION left on heap to rot Swallowed up your truth, don’t induce belief Stuck in part time job, a lifetime of grief. Chorus repeat Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998 Cancel Hope Cancel hope bear the weight You my joy Cancel joy I am dumb You my will Can’t go on I need you back. Can’t go on I want you back. What’s the point I lose again? What’s the point? I have seen the end. Cancel hope stop the show You my love Cancel love I am lost You my heart Chorus repeat Lyrics Elliott Weston © 1998


released November 18, 1998


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Welter - Acoustic Indie Folk Rock Sydney, Australia

Welter produce outstanding “Acoustic Indie Folk Rock” Fan’s from all over the world describe their songwriting as being conscious, aware of the world around them, uplifting and engaging their audience.
Singer/songwriter Elliott Weston can capture a moment, that immerses the listener in audio journey of images and soundscape, allowing them to embrace and relate it to their own life story.
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