I’m the Captain. I’m in the chair.
I got a full, head of hair.
I’m clueless, just like my race.
We’re headin’ off into space.
I’m the Captain. NX-01.
It’s time to go, have some fun.
Boldly go, where no one’s gone.
The future is coming on.
It’s coming on, it’s coming on, it’s coming on, (it’s coming on)
Rah, yah!

Finally, Vulcans let me out into space. Now,
Time for this whole quadrant to meet the human race. Say we
Shouldn’t be there, and that we should be scared? Take your
Nimoy like sneer, stick it n’your pointy ear! In Bro-
-ken Bow, Klingon got knocked out by someone we don’t know.
Let him die? Hell no! Look, I’ll take him home. Tucker, let’s go.
Pick and choose, new recruits, best of all the crews.
Chicks and dudes, tolerating Diane Warren tunes.
Warpin to Kronos at about Warp four-point-two.
Sudd’nly we blew a fuse, then things went all to Hell.
Temporal? Maybe. The Cabal, Suliban, cha-
-meleons, are taking on Klingons? They’re crazy!
Andorians, military Smurfs won’t hear my story man,
only when Vulcans spy and make them paranoid again, like
P’Jem. Brave like a celtic I am, but the
Delphic Expanse might make me crap my pants! Yikes!




I’m the Captain. I’m in the chair.
I got a full, head of hair.
I’m clueless, just like my race.
We’re headin’ off into space.
I’m the Captain. Small step behind.
One giant leap, for mankind.
This next step, looks mighty steep.
You might call it, a Quantum Leap.
A Quantum Leap, a Quantum Leap, a Quantum Leap, (a Quantum Leap)

Jon Archer, the Captain about who I’m rappin’, well
It just so happens to be me. I’m battlin’
All those, Suliban freaks who are feeding cheese to
Porthos. Lieutantant Malcolm Reed rules the armory,
Keeping harm from me and the rest of my guys. Trip’s con-
-structions he’ll devise, we’ll function and surpise on this
Funky Enterprise. Travis bustin’ through the skies. Maywea-
-ther will forever helm wherever he flies. I
See Doctor Phlox. A Denobulan medic who
Blocks all the pox with a fox in a box. Hoshi’s
Chillin’, decipherin’ all our prank calls from all the
Klingons. “All your base are belong to us.” But she’s
Not hot as T’Pol is. Vulcan flawless.
Logic and a bod like Lucy Lawless.
Fearless. Be back soon to save you again,
Just as long as you remember that it’s on U.P.N.!

I’m the Captain. I’m in the chair.
I got a full, head of hair.
I’m clueless, just like my race.
We’re headin’ off into space.
I’m the Captain. This prequel show
Has got some more, years to go.
The cast is, unknowns for sure,
Unless you count Bakula,
Count Bakula, count Bakula, count Bakula, count Bakula,
Unless you, count Bakula, count Bakula, count Bakula,
Unless you, (count Bakula)


Lyrics submitted by JohnnyLurg

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