[Verse] Tycho Brahe ain’t seen a sky this fly, Stars mapped out with a golden eye, Astronomer’s drama, lost his nose, Metallic clout, he posed - brass-tinted prose. Observed heavens, figured the spheres, Pioneered paths, wiped astral tears, Who needs a telescope, copper and brass, Supernova showed, whole cosmos in a flask. [Chorus] Celestial celebs, scrolls divine, Mapping the shadows, crossing lines, King of the heavens, court in the sky, Feasting with comets, his reign ain't shy. [Verse] Exiled from Denmark, built a star lab, Castle on an island, crowned as the fab, Kepler on the side, laws to define, Brahe laid the groundwork, data so fine. Found his truth in the night, constellations bright, NOSE ain’t the story, brilliance in the sight, Mapped paths eternal, all things solar, Legend still speaks, celestial roller. [Chorus] Celestial celebs, scrolls divine, Mapping the shadows, crossing lines, King of the heavens, court in the sky, Feasting with comets, his reign ain't shy. [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] Celestial celebs, scrolls divine, Mapping the shadows, crossing lines, King of the heavens, court in the sky, Feasting with comets, his reign ain't shy. [Chorus] Celestial celebs, scrolls divine, Mapping the shadows, crossing lines, King of the heavens, court in the sky, Feasting with comets, his reign ain't shy. [Outro]
