So ya,
Thought ya,
Might like to go to the show,
To feel the warm thrill of a warp engine,
That neon blue glow,
Tell me is something eluding you sunshine?
Is that asteroid not what you expected to see?
If you'd like to find out what's behind those cold rocks,
You'll just have to claw your way through that cloaking device
So ya,
Thought ya,
Might like to go to play on DOE,
To feel the warm thrill of an escape pod,
That plasma-R glow,
I've got some bad news for you sunshine,
Cleopatra isn't well, she stayed back in the hotel,
And they sent us along as a surrogate band,
And we're gonna find out where you SOS really stand,
Are there any Gorns in the theatre tonight,
Get em up against the rocks... <get... them... up>
There's one in a tractor beam, he don't look right to me,
Get him up against the wall, <get... him... up>
That one looks drunk,
And that one's wearing a pink tutu,
Who let all this riff raff onto the server,
There's one smoking a joint,
Another with PF's!
If the SOS had their way,
They'd have all of you shot!
(from Pink Floyd - The Wall, just in case you didn't know)