Get ready for the Blast Off! And don't forget the Hype! We're going into space.
Distinguished scientists A pesky senator And monkey turds leaking from the lab All brought to us play-by-play by Howard Cosell
You're going where no man has gone before Because we owe you some favors And besides you're bright A little too bright
Step one: Senator, your vomit, It's time to analyze it For the folks back home
Open the hatch, launch the war satellite That the commies aren't supposed to know about Our real challenge is to keep it a secret From the press back home
You're going where no man has gone before Don't ask us where that is-we have no idea
You're chosen for this great mission Because you're hearty and strong And make a lot of fuss Especially around us We like you better when you're far away
Have you noticed You're gong the wrong direction We have, But that's your problem We planned it that way We had to dispose of all of you so We can spoil the final frontier How dare you question our Star Wars plans For the farce that they are
You're going where no man has gone before For rocking the boat In our temple of doom
You're on a one-way ticket to Pluto We wash our hands Of you and your lost Ark Don't forget to write: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
