Nov 202014
Centre of the Milky Way

Centre of the Milky Way

Paula here:   I love Monty Python.  My wife Trish was playing this song today as we took the motorway to the Cathedral of Chartres.  I decided that it should be on this site.  While searching for the lyrics, I found that there were some inaccuracies and that he rewrote it.  Both versions are wonderful.

Idle sings that the Earth is “revolving at nine hundred miles an hour”. He is using the wrong term, since the Earth revolves around the Sun, but it rotates on its axis. This is likely deliberate since “rotating” does not rhyme with “evolving”.

The song says that we are “thirty thousand light years from galactic central point”. In fact, the Sun is more like 25,000 light years from the centre of the Milky Way


The Lyrics.

Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,

And things seem hard or tough,

And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,

And you feel that you’ve had quite eno-o-o-o-o-ough,

Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving

And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour.

That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned,

A sun that is the source of all our power.

The incredible sun

The incredible sun

The sun, and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,

Are moving at a million miles a day,

In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,

Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.

one of the star galaxies

one of the star galaxies

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.

Centre of the Milky Way

Centre of the Milky Way

We’re thirty thousand light-years from Galactic Central Point,

We go ’round every two hundred million years;

And our galaxy itself is only one of millions of billions

In this amazing and expanding universe.

Another image of the Milky Way - our galaxy

Another image of the Milky Way – our galaxy

The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding,

In all of the directions it can whiz;

As fast as it can go, 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!

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