The Edge of the Lie

"Science? Oh, that cute little religion.
You believe in a ball spinning at one thousand miles per hour?
That's adorable. Pull the other one, it's got a firmament attached..."

Globe-heads cry, "Gravity!"
I see density, you fool!
A cosmic ball of water stuck? That breaks every single rule.
You quote your Newton, I see a dome,
A frozen tundra, a cosmic home.
The stars are lights, just pinholes high,
Beneath a glass-reinforced sky!

NASA fakes the curve again (Fake it!)
Photoshop the blue terrain (Stain it!)
Felix Baumgartner hit a ceiling ...of glass!

FLAT! FLAT! FLAT EARTH REALM!
Antarctica's a wall, not a fucking realm!
FLAT! FLAT! YOUR GLOBE IS SPIT!
You trust a spinning ball? You're clinically ...THICK!

The Coriolis? Never heard of her!
Ships don't sink below the curve.
They just go far, past the ice,
Where CGI dragons roll the dice.
You think we spin a thousand miles? My coffee stays in place.
Your model's full of compromises, I see the truth right in your face... IT FLAT!

Tritone stacking to the sky (Satan laughs with math)
No curvature, no orbit lie (Direct your neural path)
The moon is plasma, cold and near (It's just a local light)
You'll believe a rolling sphere? You need a satirist's bite!

FLAT! FLAT! FLAT EARTH REALM!
Polaris hangs above the velvet realm!
FLAT! FLAT! ROUND IS A TRICK!
You trust a spinning ball? Get off the NASA...DICK!


"And if you go straight... for long enough... you'll hit a wall of ice.
Guarded by... penguins.
NATO penguins.
Think about it. ...Sheep."