In a dark, deserted spaceway,
John in the captain's chair,
The sleek form of the White Star
Rising up through the atmosphere;
Off ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light.
It was those spider ships from Z'ha'dum;
They were spoiling for a fight.

As we stood in the timestream,
I saw the station fall,
And I was thinking to myself,
This could be the future, this could be false.
Michael fired off a few rounds,
And he shoved me away.
There were voices up in C&C;
I thought I heard them say:

Welcome to the Babylon station!
Such a lovely place,
Such a lovely place.
Plenty of room on the Babylon station,
Where no one can hear you scream;
It's all in your dreams.

Londo is definitely twisted;
He's plotting with Mr. Morden.
The Psi Corps has lots of telepaths
They force to have kids.
Now that Clark's become president,
We're on our own.
G'Kar was the first to remember
Where the Shadows used to roam.

Sinclair called to the captain,
"Please take me to Bab Four.
We're gonna have to steal that thing,
And take it back to a time before."
And still those voices were calling from far away;
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear Kosh say:

Welcome to the Babylon Station!
Any time of year
Vorlons will appear.
We're living it up on the Babylon station,
Where telepaths can hide
And aliens reside.

Lennier at the controls,
Zathras standing by,
And Delenn said, "We are Valen's Rangers here,
And one day I'll be John's bride."
And in the emperor's chambers
At some future date,
John dropped in unexpectedly
To find Londo and his fate.

Last thing I remember,
I was running in Downbelow.
I had to find the sector back
To the escape pod I saw before.
"Good night," said the Night Watch.
"We are ordered to detain.
You can get killed off this week,
But you'll show up on Deep Space Nine!"