Can't top Monty Python for deep silliness but this little song amuses me for similar reasons. It's called "Our Blue Sky".
Why do you dreamof pearly white gateshigh in the airwhere no bird fliesno tree growsbeyond the sky Our blue sky Why do you dreamthat worms and dogshills and cloudsare not like youburning lightthat never dies Our blue spinning sky Why do you leavea trail of deathair turns browntrees fall downburn green fieldsand drive on by Our blue sky Could you love godif he didn’t love youmore than riverssnakes or windcould you share heavenwith black buzzing flies Our blue spinning sky What if this dreamyou dream with pigsyou dream with dirtand this is home is it so wrongto love this lightour blue sky > Date: Sat, 11 Sep 2010 01:58:25 +0100 > From: [email protected] > To: [email protected] > Subject: [MD] A Bit of Perspective > > The Galaxy Song By Monty Python > > Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving > And revolving at 900 miles an hour. > It's orbiting at 19 miles a second, so it's reckoned, > The sun that is the source of all our power. > Now the sun, and you and me, and all the stars that we can see, > Are moving at a million miles a day, > In the outer spiral arm, at 40,000 miles an hour, > Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way. > > Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars; > It's a hundred thousand light-years side to side; > It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick, > But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide. > We're thirty thousand light-years from Galactic Central Point, > We go 'round every two hundred million years; > And our galaxy itself is one of millions of billions > In this amazing and expanding universe. > > //Our universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding, > In all of the directions it can whiz; > As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know, > Twelve million miles a minute and that's the fastest speed there is. > So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure, > How amazingly unlikely is your birth; > And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere out in space, > 'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth! > > > > > -- > > "Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production > deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid." > --- Frank Zappa > > Moq_Discuss mailing list > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > Archives: > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > http://moq.org/md/archives.html Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org/md/archives.html
