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