[Verse 1: Tropical Black]
What's aerial is etherial
See the sky is the silk road
It's industry in the sky
So I'm confused what's there
How can airplanes fly and appear nocturne
And it's feeling their turn to turn inside out
[Chorus]
Take a look inside my telescope
Spy by Scorpio
Score by the patio
There's no stars to see
Only airplanes in flee
Gases of phosphorescence
Coming from a thousand million-pence machines
There ain't any stars to dream on
There's no use in cryin'
If you can't find Orion
[Verse 2: Tropical Black]
Midnight, you're awake
The sky is fake, the sky is fake
Your eyes wrinkled
The planes twinkle
Hidden and obscene
I think it's spraying gasoline all over us
[Chorus]
Take a look inside my telescope
Spy by Scorpio
Score by the patio
There's no stars to see
Only airplanes in flee
Gases of phosphorescence
Coming from a thousand million-pence machines
There ain't any stars to dream on
There's no use in cryin'
If you can't find Orion