A Drop of Vulcan Blood lyrics
by Marc Gunn
A drop of Vulcan blood wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll all hang on behind
We’ll roll the old Enterprise along
We’ll roll the old Enterprise along
We’ll roll the old Enterprise along
And we’ll all hang on behind
A plate of Gagh…
Neelix in the kitchen…
An order from Kirk…
A holodeck mystery…
An Orion slave girl…
A transwarp drive…
Delta Quadrant…
Seven of Nine…
A round on Quark…
Some Romulan ale…
If the Borg are in the way, we’ll roll right over them