Текст Jethro Tull – Astronomy

The middle lane has trapped my car
in red-light claustrophobia.
I slip the shackles, cut the rope —
stand naked with a telescope

Miss Galileo, come with me
and view the new Astronomy.
Black hole dressing on salad plate —
quasar at the kissing gate.
Now the cat, he walks alone
under a big sky.
Umbrella dome pin-pricked in lights —
gonna be a big sky night.

My spectacles, my white lab coat —
my coffee, thermos and my notes.
I pat my pockets. I got the keys
to the secrets of the observatory.
And closing the door,
I feel a new dawn
as the darker slides align —
you to yours and me to mine.

And now you stand, assisting me —
I can touch what I can see, see, see.
I look in wonder, I feel no shame —
see the consequences of the game.
Expand the universe.
Head for the Big Bang.

There’s got to be astronomy.
Astronomy.