I'm not looking for a new England

I unearthed my Kirsty McColl CD the other day; it includes "A New England" which has the fantastic lines:

I saw two shooting stars last night
I wished on them, but they were only satellites,
it's wrong to wish on space hardware,
I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care

Morag has suggested that wishing on space hardware is much the same as praying to the face of Jesus in a toilet door in Ikea, but I think the Ikea thing is definitely worse...