Come list'n to the story of a Klingon named Torlek
Poor commander barely kept his face off the deck
An' then one day they was shooting at some Roms
And lo and behold, he was insultin' their moms
Targs, that is, honorless vek, stupid p'taQ

Well the first thing ya know, Torlek's in command
"Your blood for my dinnerwine I now demand!"
Sto-Vo-Kor is where his captain's gonna be
So he overloaded photons and fired a volley
Death blow that is, the last curtain, the final countdown

Now Torlek followed that Rommie into Gorn space
He had to look those lizards in their ugly face
But he didn't back down, no-oo sirree
The IKS Qu'ov saw honor and glory
Fightin', that is, battlin' the Gorn, trashin' them Rommies

Well now it's time for Torlek to leave
He's gettin' shipped off to the elite academy
Now that he's proved his worth in battle
Torlek's gonna fly with the General
Chang, that is, greatest warrior of the Klingon Empire

Ya'll play Klingon Academy now, ya hear!