Let's talk about stars
What are they
Isn't it gnarly
We hardly know shit
Think about it
We barely see the tip of the iceberg
But what have you heard
And what do you know
My personal show is quite limited
I've given this a bunch of thought
I bought the farm
Just like you
Turned off the alarm
Without any proof
I use a toothbrush
Despite having teeth
Believing beneath me
Looks like jello
Hello, we can only drill 8 miles down
How have we found
what the core looks like
Are you SURE it is round
Or are you drowning in fright
The thought that you might
Just not have a clue
Makes you see right
When left would improve
The rest of the moves
In this silly game
So it's best you include
All possible trains
Of thought to explain
The things that are strange
The lies might be maintained
To keep people working
Imagine you came
Up just the same
Believing the fame
Without any smirking
Imagine then learning
We are not turning
Its really all bullshit
A pulpit that's earning
Selling a sure thing
Where nobody asks
Questions concerning
Questionable math
We follow the path
Believe as we're told
Swallow the staff
And subsequent load
No one is bold enough to spit
I admit, I wouldn't either
To be cast into the ether
To call out the cheaters
To see your beliefs all fail
That's enough to nail
Most coffins closed
If you found the hole
That could fold your lifes' work
Would your die roll
Or would you put on the shirt
Just some other jerk
Who makes a great living
Pushing the dirt
While the graves keep on filling
Who has been killing
Spilling the blood
Of the scientists denying this
Big ball of mud
The grudge, must runneth deep
The shelf too steep to climb
My mind, refuses to settle
The things they peddle seem cheap
One of the sheep
I sleep with my eyes open
Watching The Chosen run the ruse
I'm confused
No longer amused
It's true the abuse must stop
The mountain top is curveless
The purpose, is yet unknown
I'm simply blown away
If there's infinite space
Shouldn't the way we see things change
If the stars all range
In shape and size
Should the stage
Be a surprise
Shouldn't some eyes
Open or close
If the stars in the sky
Are gas that explodes
I awoke with a cold
Sick of monotony
I realized the globe
Really has got to be
Flat out hypocrisy
So here's my declaration
Go ahead mock me
Buy the space station