Ooooh, ah-ooooh, ah-ooooh, ah-ooooh....
Astronomers of the world revere
A man whose belly was full of beer,
Who watched the stars when skies were clear.
At heavenly bodies who would leer, but
Tycho Brahe, Tycho Brahe, Tycho Brahe, Tycho Brahe!
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Man of Science,
Made one blunder.
Drank until he
Blew asunder!
Tycho Brahe, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, Tycho Brahe, Tycho Brahe!
When Tycho wasn't on the sauce,
Of Uraniborg he was the boss.
His observations were the cause
For Kepler to write his famous laws:
Kepler's Laws, Kepler's Laws, Kepler's Laws, Kepler's Laws!
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In modern times, the journals read
Of planets, orbits, and their speed.
On each of these he took a bead.
If only he had stopped and peed.
Stopped and peed, stopped and peed, stopped and peed,
Stopped and peed!
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When Tycho died, the legend tells
The air filled with the strangest smells.
He now lies inside the earth's bowels.
His silver nose lies somewhere else.
His silver nose, Silver nose, Maybe gold (but likely)
Silver nose!
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A moral in our song you'll find:
If Tycho hadn't wined and dined,
His death might still have been unkind.
Bet'r to blow your bladder than your mind.
Blow your bladder, not your mind! Blow your bladder,
not your mind!
Final chorus (sung with heartfelt emotion)