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All Good Things Pie
Gilligan's Island Theme
We Didn't Start The Series
50 Ways To Kill An Ensign
Living In The Borg
You May Be Right (I May Be Lazy)
Wesley
Borg Part
Number One
Bohemian Rhapsody




All Good Things Pie
(Sung to the tune of: "American Pie" by Don McLean)

Copyright (c) 1994, by Ken Kaufman. Permission granted to transmit this throughout the Internet or print and distribute this non-commercially, provided that this message remains intact. Other rights reserved and lefts reversed.

Warning: The following music parody contains massive spoilers to the episode "All Good Things." My recommendation is that this is one episode you should see unspoiled, even if you usually don't mind spoilers.


	A long, long time ago,
	I can still remember
	How adventure used to make me smile.
	And I knew if I had a ship,
	I could take some fateful trips,
	And boldly visit new worlds in fine style,
	But a thing called Q got in the way,
	Walls everywhere gave us delay,
	At Farpoint we were winning,
	Seven-year voyage beginning.
	I can't remember if I cried
	When I learned my synapses would be fried,
	But my involvement was not denied
	The day the Terrans died.


	So,
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	Did you tie up all your grapevines?
	Did you see gray beards, facial lines
	On the crew you flew with years ago?
	Now do you believe in Fleet orders
	Despite temptation across borders?
	To start a war now or then's a big no-no!
	And I know that you're in love with Bev,
	Despite divorce, your engines rev.
	You both tried oh so hard,
	To be Captain Picard.
	I had a brand new ship and a tight red shirt,
	Didn't want my new crew's feelings hurt,
	But I had to call that red alert
	The day the Terrans died.


	I started singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	Now for five years Tasha's been twice dead,
	O'Brien's doing tech instead,
	But that's not how it used to be.
	When LaForge saw me with his own eyes,
	His belly had some added size,
	And he'd finally made Dr. Brahms a mom of three.
	Oh but while Picard looked so sublime,
	He shifted to another time.
	The crew was fresh and green,
	No new-improved machines!
	And while Romulans on the border massed,
	The captain came back from the past,
	And we watched the strange and shrinking blast
	The day the Terrans died.



	We were singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	Kitty, Kitty in Cambridge City,
	The android Data's sitting pretty,
	To the Neutral Zone at Warp thirteeeeeeeen ...
	The Pasteur was on no milk run,
	In dangerous space and with few guns,
	With the Admiral in his cloaked, refit machine.
	Now the old French air was sweet brimstone,
	As life on Earth was still unknown,
	The peptides tried to dance,
	Whoa, but they never got the chance!
	For the anti-time devolved the soup,
	Humanity thrown out of the loop,
	Do you recall what was the scoop,
	The day the Terrans died?


	We started singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	And there we were all in one place,
	An anomaly in time and space,
	With Enterprises then and now,
	So come on, Jean-Luc Picard, take a stab,
	Anti-time must flow sdrawkcab,
	This thing must be sealed off and you know how.
	And as I watched him in the court,
	With our race making fun and sport,
	No answer yes or no,
	Would tell me where to go.
	And as the starships flew into the night
	To set whatever was wrong right,
	I saw Q there laughing with delight,
	The day the Terrans died.


	He was singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	I met a girl who played some cards
	And I told her I was Jean-Luc Picard,
	And she just smiled and let me play.
	I went down to the corridor
	Where I'd asked the time so long before,
	But the couple there told me it was today.
	And on the ship the children screamed,
	The bridge crew worked and the away-teams beamed,
	But no alerts were spoken ...
	The subspace wasn't broken.
	And the three folks that I'd always liked:
	The Klingon, Troi, and William Rike'
	They told their bad feelings to take a hike
	The day the Terrans died.


	And they were singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will be the day that you die,
	This will be the day that you die."


	They were singing:
	Bye bye, there is no second try,
	Drove my starship to the time rift but the shockwave flew by,
	Our old pal Q was putting humans on trial
	Singing, "This will never end; I'll drop by!"



Theme From Gilligan's Island


	Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
	A tale of a maiden trip,
	That started from this deep space port,
	Aboard this Starfleet ship.
	The mate was a mighty dorky guy,
	The skipper, bald and bold,
	The ship was ordered to Farpoint,
	For a two-part episode, a two-part episode.


	The ship got captured by the Q,
	The awful script was rough,
	If not for the fervor of the fearless fans,
	We would have turned it off, we would have turned it off.


	Now, the ship is boldly going
	Where no one has gone before,
	With Jean-Luc Picard, and Riker too,
	The red-head Doc, and her son,
	The Betazoid,
	An android and a Klingon man,
	Here on the Enterprise!



We Didn't Start The Series
(Sung to the tune of: "We Didn't Start The Fire" by Billy Joel)


	Jean Luc,
	Geordi's Specs,
	Mysteries on the Holodecks

	Asteroids,
	Triple Droids,
	Telepathic Betazoids

	Transporter
	Deadly Claw
	Visitor from L.A. Law

	Photons,
	No Kirk,
	Captain who has gone berzerk

	Shuttlecraft,
	Counselor Troi,
	Doctor Crusher's little boy

	Klingon Rites,
	Parasites,
	New Heights,
	Phaser Fights,
	Data's Head,
	Tasha's Dead,
	Riker's Hangin' by a thread

	Celebration,
	Transformation,
	Everyone to battle stations

	We didn't start the series,
	It's the Next Generation
	on your favorite station

	We didn't start the series,
	But when we are gone it will
	still be on and on and on...

	We didn't start the series...



50 Ways To Kill An Ensign
(To the tune of: "50 Ways To Leave Your Lover" by Paul Simon)
(Credit: Joel Polowin ---
www.cyberus.ca/~jpolowin/filkstuf


	The problem is something 'bout your clothes, she said to me
	The red shirt and the stripeless sleeves yell, "I'm Security!"
	And when you get down planet-side with Kirk, you'll get to see
	There must be fifty ways to kill an ensign

	He takes a landing party down to find what's going on
	A couple of the bridge crew, and some extras come along
	And then before you know it - the `expendables' are gone
	There must be fifty ways to kill an ensign
	Fifty ways to kill an ensign

	Just step on a rock, Jock
	Get thorns from some plants, Lance
	A Horta can spray, Ray
	Just listen to me
	Clouds drink up your blood, Bud
	Computers can kill, Bill
	You could lose all your salt, Walt
	Kirk gets away free...

	She said it grieves me so to see you with such nerves
	Not ev'ryone who goes with Kirk will suffer from this curse
	But then of course, you must recall - they sometimes suffer worse
	There must be fifty ways to kill an ensign

	Just tell him, "I'm not stupid and I'm not expendable
	I'm not going!" Tell him that he's a Denebian slime devil
	And he's overbearing, swaggering, and dictatorial
	He'll find a new way to kill an ensign
	Fifty-one ways to kill an ensign



Living In The Borg
(A take-off of: "Living On The Edge" by Aerosmith)


	There's something wrong in the universe today.
	We know what it is.
	That human ship Enterprise
	We have seen them once or twice,
	We know they're not yet ours.
	We're what they would call "surprised"

	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
 
	There's something wrong in the universe today.
	It's ugly, and has too much hair.
	and it calls itself "Me"
	If you can name the species,
	by the colors of their skin,
	then 2 of 6, you're a better Borg than We

	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.
	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop them real soon.
	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.
	Living in the Borg.

	Tell us, do you think they should be assimilated,
	aggravated then frustrated
	They're getting to us.
	If the Federation says the Borg are coming,
	Even if they weren't, wouldn't they come crawlin'
	back again?
	I bet they would
	("our friends")
	again and again and again and again.

 
	There's something wrong in the universe today.
	And the Borg knows it's wrong.
	But we can't do anything about it.
	But we know they're just hanging on.
 
		(clock ticks)
		(Phaser fire)
		(explosion)
 
	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
	Living in the Borg.
	Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.
	We will stop them real soon.
	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.

	Living in the Borg.
	They will be one of us.
	They will be one of us.
	Living with the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.
	We will stop them real soon.
	Living in the Borg.
	We will stop their futile stalling.
	Living in the Borg.



You Could Call Us Dead
(Based: "Living On The Edge" by Aerosmith.    Submitted by Daniel Aitken)


	There's something wrong with the core today,
	but I know what it is.
	A punctured reactor coil.

	We'd better get our sorry,
	little rear ends outta here!
	It looks like it'll blow!

	You could call us dead!
	You could call us dead!
	You could call us dead!
	You could call us dead!

	Well, captain, I've got news to give,
	We'll soon be blowing up.
	Our engines are going to explode!

	If you could get us outta here,
	with out warp factor at all,
	then captain, your a better man than I!

	(Ungh) You could call us dead!
	(Antimatter streams are flowin')
	You could call us dead!
	(Can't do anything at all)
	You could call us dead!
	(Antimatter streams are flowin')
	You could call us dead!

	Our warp drive is heating hotter,
	Leaking matter and antimatter,
	We're in trouble you see.

	Tell me do ya think we could do seperation,
	making tracks without cremation,
	it's better you see.

	Well something's wrong with the core today,
	And it's been crankin' on for weeks!
	You shoulda turned it off,
	now were going to pop!
	Well, now you'd better get us outta here!

	(boom)
	(Boom)
	(BOom)
	(BOOm)
	(BOOM) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

	You could call us dead!
	(Antimatter streams are flowin')
	You could call us dead!
	(Can't do anything at all)
	You could call us dead!
	(Antimatter streams are flowin')
	You could call us dead!
	You could call us dead!
	(Can't do anything,can't do anything)
	You could call us dead!
	(Can't do anything,can't do anything)
	You could call us dead!
	(Can't do anything at alllllllll)
	You could call us dead, whoah, whoah!! Yeah yea 
	yea! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yea yea yea 
	yea yea.........



You May Be Right (I May Be Lazy)
(Sung by Riker, to the tune of: "You May Be Right" by Billy Joel)
(Credit: John G. Shaw JGS@NS01.ISO.KSU.EDU)


	Friday night was a poker party
	Saturday I had no worries
	Sunday came and holodecked again
	I was only Number One
	Not commanding anyone
	On Raisa, enjoyed the weekend with a game

	A ship stranded in the neutral zone
	I talked Worf into going alone
	Even told you, Jean-Luc Picard I'd refrain
	And I said, The Enterprise
	Was to be my home for life
	A point you said I had proved all too plain

	You may be right
	I may be lazy
	But I just may be the Number One you're looking for
	Turned down the Dreadnought
	Don't try to persuade me
	Said all along, that I won't go, so it's all for naught

	Remember how you found me there
	One step from the captain's chair
	You told me thirty ships needed my style
	Wasn't looking for command
	I said take me as I am
	I might offset your baldness with my smile

	Now think of all the years you tried to
	Find captains for the Yamato
	I might be as lazy as you say
	If I'm lazy then I know
	I don't want to leave this show
	And you wouldn't want me unless I stayed

	You may be right
	I may be lazy
	But I just may be the Number One you're looking for
	Too late to fight
	Too late to exchange me
	Said all along, that I won't go, so you may be right

	You may be right
	I may be lazy
	But I just may be the Number One you're looking for
	Explode the ship
	Won't even cave me
	Said all along, that I won't go, so you may be right

	You may be wrong but you may be right
	You may be wrong but you may be right  

	You may be wrong but you may be right 
	You may be wrong but you may be right 



Wesley
(A parody of: "Windy" by The Association)


	Who's just become the Enterprise helmsman
	Despite the fact that Picard hates kids?
	Who's here to dazzle us with his genius
	Everyone knows it's Wesley!

	Who makes us groan when he's on camera
	Making us think of "Barney in Space"?
	Who should be bound and gagged in a corner?
	Everyone knows it's Wesley.

	And Wesley gets on the nerves
	Of the captain that he serves
	We all agree he deserves
	An ugly fate (an ugly fate)
	We just can't wait (we just can't wait)

	We know that he's smart, it's true

	But we just wish to God, that Q
	Would save the day (would save the day)
	Take Wes away (take Wes away)

	Who knows the meaning of nepotism
	Who can kiss butt with the very best?
	Who needs a date with some Cardassians?
	Everyone shout out--Wesley!



Borg Part
(Sung by Riker, to the tune of: "Big Shot" by Billy Joel)
(Credit: John G. Shaw JGS@NS01.ISO.KSU.EDU)


	Well, you were Jean-Luc Picard on a Borg machine
	Shed your fine sharp Enterprise clothes
	You had a damn pair of tongs for a hand
	and a tube up your nose

	Ooooh, when you wake up in the morning
	With your head of wires
	And your lens too bloody to see
	Go on and try getting Geordi
	But don't take captain from me

	You had to be a Borg part, didn't ya
	You had to Borgify your mouth
	You had to be a Borg part, didn't ya
	All your friends go so shot down
	You had to have the last world, that's nice
	Blow the Enterprise about
	You had to have the white hot spotlight
	You had to be a Borg part, last night

	Well, they were all impressed with you, Locutus
	And the people that they took of Guinan's
	And the stories of Q's being a pest
	Kept 'em so entertained

	Ahhhh, but now you just don't remember all the assimilating
	And you're not sure that you want to know
	I'll tell you one thing, baldy
	You sure did piss off Sisko

	Yes, yes, you had to be a Borg part, didn't ya

	You had to merge into a crowd
	You had to be a Borg part, didn't ya
	All your friends are so shocked now
	You had to have the last world, that's nice
	You're no more fun to be around
	You had to be the brunt age, cold type
	You had to be a Borg part, last night

	Well, it's no big sin to pick your new best friends
	If you know when to send in a clone
	But you went over the line
	You shouldn't have led that cube to our home

	No, no, no,no, no, no you had to be a Borg part, didn't ya

	You had to Borgify your mouth
	You had to be a Borg part, didn't ya
	All your friends are so shocked now
	You had to have the last world, last night
	No more fun to be around
	You had to have the white hot spotlight
	You had to be a Borg part, last night



Number One
(Sung by Riker, to the tune of: "Piano Man" by Billy Joel)
(Credit: John G. Shaw JGS@NS01.ISO.KSU.EDU)


	It's Nine O'clock on the Enterprise
	The Ten Forward crowd shuffles in
	There's a bald man sitting next to me
	Tugging hard on his tunic and pin

	He says, 'Number One, can you play me a memory'
	I'm not really sure how it goes
	But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
	'Fore the Borg put things up my nose

	Play us a song, You're the Number One
	Play us a song, very sharp
	We're all on the ship for an eternity
	And you got us reeling at warp

	Now Worf at the bar is a friend of mine
	He gives me chills with his grin
	He's quick with a choke and throws a few pokes
	But in fights, he'll never win

	He says, "Will, I believe this is killing me"
	as he smiled showing teeth of his race
	Well I'm sure I could be a movie star
	If I had another man's face

	Play us a song, You're the Number One
	Play us a song, so sweet
	We're all in the mood for shore leave
	And you got us loving Starfleet

	Now Bev is a medical practitionist
	Who no longer is somebody's wife
	And she's talkin' with Geordi who's sittin' with Barclay
	And probably will be for life

	And Guinan is practicing counseling
	As Deanna becomes annoyed
	Yes, they're sharing a role they call counselor
	But it's better than being unemployed

		(INSTRUMENTAL)

	Play us a song, You're the Number One
	Play us a song, so clean
	We're all in the mood for a melody
	And you got us feeling serene

	It's a pretty good crowd for a stardate
	But Deanna motions to the door
	Cause she knows that it's me she's been wanting to see
	Where no man has gone before

	And my trombone sounds like a carnival
	And the microphone smells like a beer
	And they sit at the bar and they gaze at the stars
	And say, "Man, there's just no life out here"
	
	Oh La La La Dee Dee Dah



Bohemian Rhapsody
(Sung to the tune of: "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen)
(Credit: Conor Joseph Greyston U9350039@Queens-Belfast.ac.uk)


Data: 		Is everyone ready? Lets begin. (blows into a harmonica)

ALL: 			Is this the real life ?
            	Is this just fantasy ?
            	Caught in a wormhole...
            	no escape from reality.

            	Open your eyes,
            	Look up to the skies and see...


Wesley:     	I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy.
ALL:        	Because I'm easy come, easy go.

Data & Wesley:      Little High
LaForge & O'Brien:  Little Low

Wesley: 	Any way the wind blows
ALL: 		Doesn't really matter to me.....

Wesley: 	To me....

            (a holographic image of Riker starts playing the keyboard line)


Wesley:      Mama,
             Just killed a Rom.
             Put a phaser to his head,
             pushed the button, now he's dead.

             Mama, life has just begun,
             and now I've gone and thrown it all away.
             Mama... oooohhhh,
             didn't mean to make you die.

             If I'm court-martialled here this time tomorrow,
             carry on... carry on...
             cuz it doesn't really matter.

             Too late... my time has come.
             Sent shivers down my spine,
             cadets whining all the time.
             Goodbye everybody, I've got to go.
             Gotta leave you all behind or face Jean-Luc...
             Mama..oooohhhhh


Other 3:     Anyway the wind blows


Wesley:      I don't wanna die!
             I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.


(The other 3 hold up signs saying "So Do We!" as a holographic image of
 Worf plays the guitar line)



Wesley:      I see a little Telerite on the viewer.


Other 3:     Scare Jean Luc, Scare Jean Luc,
             will you do the Borg dance, though?


ALL:         Phaserbolt and fighting, very very frightening, ME!


Data & Wesley:        Galileo
O'Brien & LaForge:    Galileo
Data & Wesley:        Galileo

O'Brien & LaForge:    Galileo
ALL:                  Galileo Shuttle, oh


Data & Wesley:        Stargazer, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Wesley:      I'm just a bright boy, everybody loves me.


Other 3:     He's just a bright boy, from a bright family,
             Spare us our lives from this monstrosity.


Wesley:      Easy come, easy go, you can't make me go!


Other 3:             This moron, GO!
                     We want this boy to go!
Data & LaForge:      Make him go!

Other 3:             This moron, we want this boy to go!
Data & LaForge:      Make him go!
Other 3:             Want this boy to go.
Data & LaForge:      Make him go.
Other 3:             Want this boy to go.
Wesley:              Never
Other 3:             Make him goooooooooooooooo.



ALL:         Go go go go go go GO!


Wesley:      Oh mamma mia, mamma mia.
Other 3:     Mamma mia's dead, you know.


Other 3:     Beverly C's got a devil for a son.
             Wesley...Wesley...WesLEY!!!!!

Wesley:      Nothing really matters, anyone can see.
             Nothing really matters,
             nothing really matters...
             to... me.


ALL:         Anywhere the wind blows....


             (Data lightly bangs the gong.)


Data:        Program off.



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