Brian Cox

It makes me ill, I don't wanna know about it

You keep your thrills, I walk the dog and forget about it

I like it here, feet firmly on the ground

So I steer clear when telescopes are around

Space is way too big

Rocket ships and drones make me feel sick

I don't want to know about Goldilocks zones or

Dying blackholes where you never grow old

God, I hate the cosmos

It makes me sick, I don't wanna talk about it

It gives me chills, just do the weekly shop and drop it

It freaks me out, stop staring at the sky

If I'm so small why bother asking, "Why?"

Space is way too big

Rocket ships and drones make me feel shit

I don't want to know about rovers on their own

Just tryin' to find a home 'cause we sent them on their own

God, I hate the cosmos

There are a lot of things about the universe

That I find almost impossible to imagine

Like actually impossible to imagine

One, just the size and scale of it

The atoms of Jupiter or something like that

So, at the moment we are alone

Space is way too big

Rocket ships and drones make me feel sick

I don't want to know about Goldilocks zones or

Dying blackholes where you never grow old

God, I hate the cosmos