[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