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Transcribed by Lisa Jenkins.


306 Time of the Apes
"The Sandy Frank Song"

Arranged:  Michael J. Nelson

[On the satellite:]

JOEL:  C'mon, everybody!  Let's do the Sandy Frank Song!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

SERVO: He's the source of all our pain!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

CROW:  Gads [gets?] about the house all day!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

JOEL:  Thinks that people come from trees!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

SERVO: Gets horrid movies from Japan!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

CROW:  Films are always poorly dubbed!

ALL:   Sandy Fraaank!  Sandy Fraaank!

JOEL:  Spielberg won't return his calls!


Transcribed by Ed Hughes, M.M. Marmel and Lisa Jenkins.

307 Daddy-O (Alphabet Antics)
"Hike Up Your Pants"

[On the satellite:]

JOEL: Hey everybody, do the pants up song!

SERVO: Now!

JOEL: Dad 'n Lad, Farrahs, Levis, Bugle Boys
     Sans-a-Belt, Chinos, Haggar, Ban-Rol,
     Arnold Palmer, Wrangler, Johnny Carson, Huskies
     No pants are higher than mine.

Hah!  Oh!  Look out!  Don't touch this!

SERVO: Hah!

JOEL: Hike up your britches, super high now.
     Cut off the circulation, to your thighs now.
     Yank your trousers higher than Corey Haim's, oh wow.

SERVO: Hu hoo!  Hah!

JOEL: 'Cause it ain't hip 'til you're in total pain.

SERVO: Whooo!

JOEL: Hike up your pants till you see your shins,
     Wear
[continues singing in background]

DR. FORRESTER: I'm not taking anything, Frank!  Here, I'll take these.  [Pulls
pants over Frank's head, Frank keeps "hiking" through fly.]  And you!  Pants
Weasel! Get on with it!  Zip it, Frank.

[On the satellite:]

JOEL: Hike, Hike, Hike, up your Ban-Rols
     Hike, Hike, Hike, up your Roebucks
     Hike, Hike, Hike, up your Toughskins
     Hike up your britches like mine!  Hah!
     Hike up your britches like mine!  Hah!
     Hike up your britches like mine!  Hah!  Oh yeah, look out!
     Hike up my britches like mine!  Jump back, kiss myself!

[continues singing]

SERVO: Uh, Joel, take the commercial sign.  Joel!

JOEL: Hike up your britches like mine!  I can't come back--I don't know how it
works!

CROW: Joel!  Joel!  Commercial sign!  Snap out of it, buddy!

SERVO: Oh no!  He's vapor locked!  Hit the button, Crow!  Hit the button!

CROW: I'll get it!  Ungh!


Transcribed by Bryan Lambert, Ed Hughes, Donna K. Lang and Lisa Jenkins.

310 Fugitive Alien
"Forklift Song" (in movie)

312 Gamera vs. Guiron
"Bouncy Gamera Song"

[On the satellite:]

JOEL: Let's go, Gamera!

[music starts]

ALL:  Gamera!  Gamera!
      Gamera is really neat.
      Gamera is filled with meat.
      We've been eating Gamera!
      Shell
      Teeth
      Eyes
      Flames
      Claws
      Breath
      Scales
      Fun!

SERVO: Dr. Forrester is kind of a jerk,
       and Frank is really dumb, too.

CROW: We have to take part in these lame experiments.

JOEL: But do we complain?

SERVO: No!

JOEL: No!

CROW: Yes!

SERVO: Huh?
       So we hi-keeba all over the place--

JOEL: --and talk of a thousand wonderful days.

SERVO: Everybody now!

ALL:  Gamera is really sweet,
      he is filled with turtle meat.
      Now we have Commercial Sign!


Transcribed by Lisa Jenkins.

"Gamera Marching Song"

"Michael Feinstein's Gamera"
from "Gamera vs. Guiron"


[In Deep 13:]

[Closeup of sign announcing:

           Appt Dick Rogers who sits down and promptly--in ten minutes, mind you--writes
the melody.  And I don't have to tell you two gentlemen that American musical
theater was never quite the same thing.

FRANK: What a *WONDERFUL* story!

DR. FORRESTER: Uh, tell us that story about Cole Porter again.

FRANK: Oh, please do!

FEINSTEIN: Should I?  Really?  Okay.  Well, Cole Porter, in, during his horse-
riding accident, well, he was laying in the middle of the woods with his legs
crushed, yelling for help, he decided to write "The Long Last Love."

FRANK: Oh, no!

FEINSTEIN: That's a true story, but what a lot of people don't know is that
the lyrics were altered for its Broadway opening, yes.  And the original
lyrics went something like this:

[Plays a haunting tune.]

Very tender.

[Pounds on piano.]

Oh my God!  I'm in so much pain!  Somebody please help me!  Somebody come and
save me!

FRANK: What an *ENCHANTING* anecdote!

DR. FORRESTER: They don't write them like that anymore, do they?

FEINSTEIN: They certainly do not.

DR. FORRESTER: How does the Gamera theme songs stack up against songs from
yesteryear?

FEINSTEIN: Oh, it's interesting you should ask that because the opening lyric
of the Gamera theme song has sort of a Rogers and Hart feel to it.  Let me
show you what I mean.

[plays piano and sings]

           Gamera--

[plunk, plunk, plunk, plunk]

           Gamera--

[tra la la la, tra la la la]

           Gamera is really neat.
           Gamera is filled with meat.
           We all love you, Gamera.

[speaks]

But then the second part is a little more fun.  It has a sort of George and
Ira Gershwin feel to it.

[sings]

           Shell,
           Teeth,
           Eyes,
           Claws,
           Scales,
           Breath,
           Fun.

[speaks]

It sort of sneaks up on you.  "Boo," it says.

[plays piano and sings]

           Gamera's enchantment still grows.
           He fills our hearts with love.
           Gamera's the
314 Mighty Jack
"Slow the Plot Down"

[On the satellite:]

SERVO: [in background] Arr!  Ha, ha, ha, ha!

JOEL: Well, me blimey buckos, the movie's over, the paint is past and I feel
like singing a plot shanty.  Be lively now, me Bonnie Raitts.  Ah!

ALL: [sing]
     Oh!  Slow the plot down, laddie,
     Slow the plot down.
     Way-hey!  Slow the plot down.
     We'll scuttle the story and run 'er a-ground.
     We'll try so hard to slow the plot down.

JOEL: Okay, now.  Who can tell me their favorite scene from the movie so far?

SERVO: Oh, sure!

JOEL: Tom?  Go ahead.

SERVO: There was a--there was a, um, da, uh...argh!

CROW: Ah!

ALL: Oh!  Slow the plot down, laddie,
     Slow the plot down.
     Way-hey!  Slow the plot down
     With German, Italian and Japanese clowns.
     We'll try so hard to slow the plot down.

JOEL: Okay.  Well, how 'bout you--how 'bout you, Crow?  You must be full to
bursting--

CROW: Huh?

JOEL: --with some fond memories of today's movie.  Come on--think hard!

CROW: Oh, ah, uh, um.

SERVO: Brother.

CROW: Uh, ah, geez, Joel.  I'm drawing a blank!

SERVO: Yeah, me too.

CROW: I, ah, um.  Oh!  I remember vaguely a guy locked--locked in a room with
another guy and someone...running....

SERVO: Oh!

CROW: Arr!  Arr!  Arr!

ALL: Oh!  We'll make you a movie
     that's long and immense.
     Way-hey!  Slow the plot down.
     Just give us a script that makes
     no friggin' sense!
     We'll try so hard to slow the plot down!

JOEL: Well, come on, you guys.  I can remember--I for one--in vivid detail--a
frog man who, uh.  Just who is--who's Mighty Jack, anyway?

SERVO: Oh!  Wow!  It just hit me!  I remember!  The scene where Quiquack sits
motionless on the deck meditating for telling the death of the crew--

CROW: Oh!  Yeah!  Yeah!  And the scout sees Adicka shoot the mad dog in the
street and Alex goes to the comes--

JOEL: I--I remember.  And then Patrick Swayze walks in and says--

ALL: "It's my way or the highw    Way-hey!  Slow the plot down.
     Just scuttle the story and run 'er a-ground.
     We'll try so hard to slow the plot down!

SERVO: Arr!

JOEL: Arr!  Me blimy overlords, what-a think-y?  Arr!


Transcribed by Lisa Jenkins.

316 Gamera vs. Zigra
"The Many Tunes of Gamera"

317 Viking Women vs. the Sea Serpent (The Home Economics Story)
"Waffles, We Love You"

[On the satellite:]

CROW and SERVO: Waffles!  Waffles!  Waffles!  Waffles!

JOEL:  Join us, everybody!  Come on, Cambot, give me trippleberry!

[music starts]

       W is for the many ways that you're served

CROW:  A is for the admiration you deserve

GYPSY: F because you're fluffy, you're flaky, you're fun!

SERVO: And F is for the flavor that is second ta none!

JOEL:  L is for how light you are, you melt in my mouth!

ALL:   E is for eggs--Oh Baby!

SERVO: Triple time!

ALL:   Put 'em all together with a how do-ya-do
       Lovely waffles we love--

GYPSY: Send me up another please!

ALL:   Oh, waffles we love--

SERVO: Top mine off with runny cheese!

ALL:   Waffles we love--

CROW:  Chili waffles suit me fine!

ALL:   Waffles we love--

JOEL:  Wash me down with Aunt Jemima?

ALL:   Waaaaaaaffffles, wee love youuuu!

JOEL: Whadda think, sirs?

[In Deep 13:]

DR. FORRESTER: Let's face it, sticky fingers, waffles are nothing more than a
vehicle for butter and syrup.  Heh heh heh heh!

[On the satellite:]

ALL: *WHAT?!*

JOEL: They are not!

CROW: Hey!  You watch your mouth about waffles!


Transcribed by Ed Hughes and Lisa Jenkins.


318 Star Force: Fugitive Alien II
"Fugitive Alien Medley"

[On the satellite:]

SERVO: All right, I'm feeling really good.

JOEL: Yeah.

SERVO: Yes!

GYPSY: Oh boy!

["Fugitive Alien theme" plays]

ALL:   This is the song
       starting off our medley--
       Our favorite Fugitive
       Alien song
       Don't try to kill us
       with a forklift
       Won't take very long--
       relax and sing along.

SERVO:  Thlve to Ken.

CROW: It goes ... a little something like this:

SERVO: 3 4


["I Love Ken," reminiscent of "Frere Jacques," plays]

CROW:  I love Ken
       He is my sweet friend
       and I love him...

SERVO: I love Ken
       He is my sweet friend
       and I love him...

CROW:  I'm so blue
       'cause I don't think
       Ken loves me...

SERVO: I'm so blue
       'cause I don't think
       Ken loves me...

CROW:  I'm all messed up inside
       I might have to
       off him...

SERVO: I'm all messed up inside
       I might have to
       off him...

CROW:  I'll frame Rocky and
       get away
       scott free...

SERVO: I'll frame Rocky and
       get away
       scott free...

CROW:  I love Ken
       he is my sweet friend
       and I love him....

SERVO: Frere Jacque,
       Frere Jacque,

[continues over Crow]

CROW:  I'm so blue
       'cause I don't think
       Ken loves me...

       I'm all messed up inside
       I might have to
       off him...

SERVO: I saw three ships come
       sailing in on
       Christmas day,
       on Christmas day

[continues over Crow]

CROW:  I'll frame Rocky and
       get away
       scott free...

SERVO: I love Ken...
       I love Ken...

JOEL: All right, this band is marvelous, aren't they ladies and gentlemen?
Cambot Brown and his band renouned--give it up for 'em!

CROW: Yeah!

SERVO: Smokin'!

JOEL: Yeah!

SERVO: 2 3

(tune of a jazzy boogie)
JOEL: Its got a real cool feel
      flying high with the Starwolf
      we're firing up the ship
      and we're hitting the town
      with groovy Ken and Tammy,
      swingin' Rockin' Joe,
      and those two other guys
      who we don't really know
      forget 'em!
      Lay down the boogie
      and head for the stars, man!

GYPSY: Thanks Joel, well that was fun.  But if I could get a little serious
for a moment, well I was wondering where we'd be without our boys and girls in
shiny red leather.  It makes me prou     Sandy Frank.
      We just want to
      ask him why.
      We want to stick it to
      Sandy Frank
      and sit on his chest
      and gob on his face
      and make him cry!

CROW:  Yeah!

JOEL:  All right, now--lets take it home!

CROW:  I'm feeling really good

SERVO: Feels so good it shows!

CROW:  Yeah!

["Fugitive Alien theme" plays]

ALL:  And that's our song,
      we hope that you enjoyed it
      and if you thought it
      was stupid and trite
      come on and
      kill us with a forklift.
      All we wanna do
      with love from us to you
      is sing
      the Fugitive Alien song!


Transcribed by Charles Mcgrew and Lisa Jenkins.

321 Santa Claus Conquers the Martians
"A Patrick Swayze X-mas"

[On the satellite:]

JOEL: I think it's kind of, uh, hot to be wearing these scarves in here.

SERVO: Oh, yeah.

CROW: Well, scarves are a must.  You can't go caroling without a scarf.  Catch
your death!

JOEL: Man, you were like one of those kids I remember in, uh, high school that
used to sell the most candybars for the marching band.

SERVO: Yeah, and you'd be president of the swing choir, too.

CROW: Ha ha!  Ah, thanks, Joel Robinson.  Thanks, Tom Servo.

SERVO: What a kiss-up, this guy.

CROW: Okay, now if you'll all look at your sheet music, uh, we can rehearse my
new song.

JOEL: You wrote a Christmas song?

CROW: Hey, there's no tradition like a new tradition!  Ha ha ha!

SERVO: Um, wait a minute.  "Let's Have a Patrick Swayze Christmas?"

CROW: Oh, yeah, yeah.  Based on my favorite movie, _Roadhouse_.

SERVO: C'mon, what the heck does *PATRICK SWAYZE* have to do with
*CHRISTMAS*?!

CROW: Hey, you keep Christmas in your way, and let me keep it in mine, okay?

SERVO: Oh, jeeesss.

JOEL: Hey, cmon, Tom Servo, it seems like a nice enough sentiment and we can
give it a shot.  C'mon.

CROW: All right. Okay. Okay. Uh, 12/8 time, uh, key of A-flat major--

SERVO: Good.

CROW: Uh, Cambot, shoot 'em the tune.  Uh, okay,'OTS: "We'll decorate our barstools and gather round and sing."

SERVO: "Oh, let's have a Patrick Swayze Christmas this year!"

CROW: "Or we'll tear your throat out and kick you in the ear!"

JOEL: Hold it, hold it a sec.  Cambot, stop it.  Uh, Crow, I don't know if I
think this is an appropriate sentiment anymore for Christmas.

CROW: Hey, what?  Like a good action sequence don't belong in Christmas?

JOEL: Well, no, it's just that I've never heard of an action sequence in a
Christmas carol before.

SERVO: Well, yeah!

CROW: Well, then grab hold o' your socks and read on, Joel Robinson!

SERVO: Okay, pick it up from measure 20, Cambot.  Lovely intro, though.  Very
tasteful.

CROW: Thank you.

SERVO: I like that.  "It's my way or the highway, this Christmas at my ba-ha-
haar."

CROW: "I'll have to smash your kneecaps if you bastards touch my car!"

JOEL: "I got the word that Santa has been stealing from the till."

'BOTS: "I think that that right jolly old elf better make out his will, ohh,"

ALL: "Oh, let's have a Patrick Swayze Christmas, one and all.  And this can be
the haziest . . . this can be the laziest. . . this can be the Swayziest
Christmas of them *AAALLLLLLLLLL*!"

SERVO: "La la la laa ha HAAA!"

CROW: How long before it becomes a standard?

JOEL: I think you gotta come with me.  C'mon.

CROW: Waaaaah!

SERVO: We'll be right back.  Oooh.  Save a leg for me!  Heh heh heh.


Transcribed by Paul Ashley and Lisa Jenkins.

322 Master Ninja I
"Master Ninja Theme Song"

323 Castle of Fu Manchu
"Satellite of Love Marching Song"


Comedy Central 1992/93 season
-----------------------------

403 City Limits
"Ode to Kim Cattrel"

406 Attack of the Giant Leaches (Undersea Kingdom)
"Danger to Ourselves and Others"

Music:  Michael J. Nelson
        Joel Hodgson


[On the satellite:]

JOEL: Bring it down there, Gypsy.  Ya know, Silas, it's not easy being a
social misfit and then getting the added responsibility of dragnetting the
swamp for miohers.

[music starts]

JOEL: Hu da!  Kinda reminds me of Darwin's theory of Natural Selection.

CROW: Yeah!  If you're dumb--ya DIE!

[all laugh]

SERVO: That's, I say, that's a rich one there, Hooter!
       [sings]
       Oh, I'm a danger to myself and others.
       My cousins are as close as brothers.
       I stay out in the rain all the time!

CROW:  He's a danger to himself and others.
       Only likes shows with Sally Struthers.
       I can't even think of a word that rhymes.

SERVO: Ya just did!

JOEL:  How dumb are you Uncle-Dad?

SERVO: Well pretty dumb, that's for sure!

CROW:  How dumb are you Uncle-Dad?

SERVO: Well this pipe's filled with manure!

ALL:   We're a danger to ourselves and others.
       Screw the earth and steal our mothers.
       Leave us in the woods and we're just fine.
       We're a danger to ourselves and others.
       Good livestock with better lovers.
       Hunting leeches is what we call a good time!

[Joel throws dynamite.]

BOOM!  BOOM!

SERVO: Oh Boy!  I'd like to shake hands with any Giant Leeches after that.

CROW: What?  The dynamite or that crappy song?

SERVO: He he huee.


Transcribed by Brian O'Connor and Christopher Schumann.

410 Hercules Against the Moon Men
"Ode to Pants"

411 The Magic Sword
"Ode on Estelle"

417 Crash of the Moons
"Gypsy Moon"

[On the satellite:]

JOEL: Oh!  I hope you're enjoying today's film, and I certainly hope those
gypsy moons don't crash.  Did you know that the gypsy moons is actually a
reference to a popular song title from the 1920s?  Mmm hmm.  Don't remember?
Well, here's our own Tom Servo, Gypsy and Crow to help you out doing their
rendition of the Gypsy Moons.  Hit it, kids!

SERVO: No, I'm tellin' ya, Gypsy, I love you!

GYSPY: Really?

SERVO: And I know I've love you, too, if only we could--

CROW: You haven't a chance with a girl like her.  It's me she cares for!
Isn't that right, Gypsy?

GYPSY: I can't decide.

CROW: Can't decide?  Maybe this w
GYPSY: Oh!

SERVO: Strollin' arm and arm under a gyp-gyp-gypsy moon.

GYPSY: Oh, very good.

SERVO: Take my hand!  Oh, you can't.

GYPSY: Oh.

CROW:  In Tom's that are macaroons, his family are all baboons--

[Gypsy laughs]

CROW:  --but my love is a typhoon, and, besides, my dad's a...tycoon!

GYPSY: Daddy's got money.

CROW:  So come with me under the gyp-gyp-gypsy moon.

SERVO: Don't listen to that thin beak over there, listen to me!
       I'm a starter for the Bruins, so don't ya leave my heart in ruins--

GYPSY: A hockey player!

SERVO: --I've been in a coccoon, but now I sing just like a loon!

GYPSY: Oh!

SERVO: Since you and I sang tunes under the gyp-gyp-gypsy moon.

GYPSY: I have something to say.

CROW: Yeah?

SERVO: Tell me!  Tell me!

GYPSY: Although I'd just as soon take Nyquil with a spoon
       then listen to you two drone on about the gypsy moon,
       if the choice between you too goons, I'd rather date Stacey Coon!

CROW and SERVO: [whisper] Stacey Coon?

CROW:  I think you judge too soon in this matter of the moon--

GYPSY: I did?

[music changes]

CROW:  --'cause when the lights go out--

SERVO: Whoo!

CROW:  --and we're sitting on the couch--

GYPSY: Whoo!

[Joel rushes in]

CROW:  I'm gonna give ya everything--!

[Joel clamps Crow's mouth down]

JOEL: Stop!  Stop!  We hope you enjoyed this little trip down memory lane.
And now here's our own Al Jazzbow Collins with a message.  Never again you
guys.  That's it.


Transcribed by Greg Simon and Lisa Jenkins.


422 The Day the Earth Froze (Here Comes the Circus)
"Gypsy Rose Me"

423 Bride of the Monster (Hired! pt 1)
"Hired!"

[On the satellite:]

[A sign appears with the words:

The SOL Community Theater
    Sings hits from
       "HIRED!"
      featuring
     Mort Cambot
       and his
      orchestra ]

['Bots sing in a whisper]

SERVO: He's hired.

SERVO and CROW: He's hired.

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He's hired.  He's hired.

JOEL: I'm hired.: e's hired.

JOEL: I'm bringing home good pay.

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He's hired.

JOEL: I just got hired.

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He's hired, he's hired, he's hired, he's hired.

['Bots sing in regular voice]

He got a job today.

JOEL: Yeah, me!

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He's selling Chevrolets.

JOEL: We're gonna get awnings.

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He's bringing home good pay.

JOEL: Maybe even dessert.

[At same time with 'bots next line]

      I just got hired.

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: He just got hired.

ALL: HIRED!

[Music changes]

[Knock, knock, knock]

JOEL: I was wondering if you'd like to see my--

GYPSY: No!

JOEL: But I really think you should see my--

SERVO: No!

JOEL: It's got a lovely--

GYPSY: No!

JOEL: And if only you would--

CROW: No!

SERVO, CROW and GYPSY: Can't you see we're trying to tell you no!

[Music changes]

SERVO: Ahh.  Zeros, zeros.  None of my salesmen has ever sold a car.  Ohh!
       Sometimes I think I might be pushing them too far.
       I think I'll hit the bar
       and try to get my mind off zeros.

GYPSY: Zeros.

SERVO: Zeros.

GYPSY: Zeros.

SERVO: All of my salesmen a-r-e zeros.  Aah.

[Music changes]

[Servo provides chirping noise]

CROW: Good evening, sonny.

SERVO: Hi, Dad.

CROW: You look depressed.

SERVO: I am.

GYPSY: Come on and have some lemonade.

SERVO: Thanks, Mom, but that won't help.

CROW: Just get it off your chest.

SERVO: Okay.

[Music speeds up]

       I suck at my job.

CROW: No, you don't.

SERVO: Yes, I do.

GYPSY: Oh, my.

SERVO: My salesmen are slobs.

CROW: No, they aren't.

SERVO: Yes, they do.

GYPSY: Huh?

SERVO: I'd like to make a sell, but what can I do?
       I'm gonna be a failure just like you, Dad.

CROW: Like me?

SERVO: That's right, I'll be a failure just like y-o-u!

CROW: Now, frikl...so--

JOEL: Extry, extry, read all about it!
      Pearl Harbor bombed!
      Roosevelt declares war!

SERVO: Well, that's i
[On stage:]

JOEL: Satellite's gone--up to the stars.
      Things like that drive me out of my mind.

SERVO: [in background] Oooooo!

JOEL: We're only here a little while.
      [spoken]
      Are you like us?

SERVO: [in background] Ahh!

JOEL: [spoken] Do you like to watch things on TV?

AUDIENCE: Yeah!

SERVO: Ah, ah, ah, ah. Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.
                Satellite of--

SERVO: Love.

JOEL: Satellite's gone--way up to Mars.

SERVO: [in background] Ooo!  Ahh!

JOEL: [spoken]
      Hey, Frank.  Take this one.

FRANK: Uh, it seems like we're all gonna be parking cars.
       Jack?

JACK PERKINS: I watched it for a little while,
              And for me--that is good TV!

JOEL and SERVO: Ah, ah, ah, ah.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL and SERVO: Satellite of love.
                Satellite of--
JOEL: [spoken]
      I've been told
      That you feel bold
      About Gypsy--

GYPSY: Yeah!

JOEL: --Crow and Tom.

SERVO: Ye-ho!

JOEL: Monday, Tuesday,

JOEL and SERVO: Wenesday, Thursday.

JOEL: Gypsy--

GYPSY: Yeah!

JOEL: --Crow and Tom.

SERVO: Tom!  Ye-ho!  Ah!

DR. FORRESTER: Finally, satellite's gone--up to the sky.

SERVO: Du, du, du, du, du, du.

DR. FORRESTER: This time it'll blow you're little mind.

SERVO: Ah, ha.

GYPSY: Ah!

DR. FORRESTER: I watched you for a little while,
               And then I changed to Charles in Charge.

FRANK: Hey!  That doesn't rhyme!

JOEL and SERVO: Ah, ah, ah.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL, FRANK and SERVO: Satellite of love.

SERVO: Bop.

CROW: Bop.

GYPSY: Bop.

JOEL, FR
JOEL, FRANK, SERVO and CROW: Satellite--

GYPSY: Satellite!

JOEL, FRANK and SERVO: --of love.

JOEL: [spoken] Thanks for coming!  I--we hope you had fun in outer space.

SERVO: Satellite--

JOEL: Thank you.

SERVO: --of love.

JOEL: Good night.

[They reprised the last section two more times.]

Transcribed by Lisa Jenkins.


And finally, from Lisa:

Mystery Science Theater 3000, its characters and situations are copyright 
1993 Best Brains, Inc.  This publication is not meant to infringe on any 
copyrights held by Best Brains, Comedy Central, HBO, Showtime or its 
employees.  The information herein is subject to being wrong.  The lyrics are 
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