We were talking
About the space final frontier
And the people
Who ply themselves with mindless years
Of illusion
Never leave their rooms
Staying up real late
Watching that charade

We were talking
About the drug those Trekkies share
They're so mindless
They try their best to live in there
For their love (For their love)
They would leave this world
If they only could

They don't realize it's all just TV fluff
No one else can make them change
They don't see they're really only lonely shells
And life goes on around them
And without them

(Indian Sitar and Vulcan Harp Instrumental)

We were talking
About that bone-head TV show
And the people
Who lose the world for tubes that glow
They don't know
They're geeky

If you're one of them...

...when you've seen beyond your walls,
Then you may find sunlight bright is shining there,
And the time may come when you see,
Star Trek's fun,
But life goes on - so get one, and grow up, dude!