The FuMP

Lyrics

Klingon
[Parody of "Dream On" by Aerosmith]

Birds of Prey decloak and get clearer
Filled with blood wine; Victory is nearer
The battle’s on
Ships fly by, weapons drawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody knows their enemies must pay

I know everybody knows
The warrior race from Qo’noS
Although war may begin
Better to die with honor if you don’t win

Raise your Bat’leth to the Empire Nation
Stubborn allies to the Starfleet Federation
We guarantee:
Sto vo kor, it waits for thee!

Sing with me, sing of our glory
Sing out so loud the dead hear our story
Sing of me, sing of this day
Maybe tomorrow, Kahless will take you away

Sing with me, sing of our glory
Sing out so loud the dead hear our story
Sing of me, sing of this day
Maybe tomorrow, Kahless will take you away

Klingon
Klingon
Klingon
Cleavin’ all our foes in two

Klingon
Klingon
Klingon
Then enjoy some cold prune juice

Sing with me, sing of our glory
Sing out so loud the dead hear our story
Sing of me, sing of this day
Maybe tomorrow, Kahless will take you away

Sing with me, sing of our glory
Sing out so loud the dead hear our story
Sing of me, sing of this day
Maybe tomorrow, Kahless will take you away

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