Pick the telescope up, you'll see infinity

Constellations lit up, impossibility

Don't look down the other end

You'll see miniature worlds and tiny galaxies (oh, oh)

In the subatomic dreams of our deities

Now the magnifier's in place (la-da-da-da-da)

Open your eye in outer space (space, space, space, space, space)

And with your spyglass in the universe (universe, universe)

You're zero gravity, oh (ahh)

And blinking on the dust of nebulas (nebulas, nebulas)

Stars fading, burning out (ahh)

Planets you don't even know the names of

Planets, you don't even know their names

Put the telescope down, it makes your eye look wrong

Can you hear the countdown?

The pan-galactic song (song, song, song, song, song)