| When he looked
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| Into a starry sky upon Jupiter
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| With it’s cold moons
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| Making their weary rounds
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| Did he know that the Pope
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| Would claim that he ran with Lucifer
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| And a prison cell
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| Would be where he’d lay his head down?
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| Was he wearing a thorny crown?
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| When he plotted the motion of planets
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| Was Mercury in retrograde?
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| But he found the truth when a lie was what was demanded
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| When the judges asked him pointedly
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| He was a' trembling that day
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| Did Galileo pray?
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| Did Galileo pray?
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| Did Galileo pray?
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| Did Galileo pray?
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| And he said
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| «Tell Ptolemy, tell Copernicus
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| That the Sun is at the core of us
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| The Church, the Pope
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| Can’t deny the Milky Way
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| And every flower that follows the sun
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| Has known all along
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| What God had done
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| They whisper truth
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| As the seasons each give way
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| Don’t shoot the messenger
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| The postman delivers Truth today
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| And Truth will march in Birmingham
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| It will block the tanks in Tiananmen
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| Put the judges on the witness stand
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| Let’s see what they all say
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| In the heavens you’ll see it
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| As God has conceived it
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| Oh, believe it
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| Oh, what have you got to do to believe?
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| Don’t shoot the messenger
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| When the postman brings you truth today
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| Because truth will march in Birmingham
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| It will block the tanks in Tiananmen
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| Put the judges on the witness stand
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| Let’s see what they all say
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| Don’t shoot the messenger, don’t shoot the messenger… |