Intro
Nineteen-sixty-seven, four-color beaming
No transporters, just paper dreaming
Kirk drawn like a cowboy, no storyline in hand
Four-color hiss, gold key in the sand
Verse 1
Bearclaw on point, Bryce on helm in blue
Chu-Sa chirping triage, Konom growling Qapla' too
DC let the beta-canon bloom
Sax and trumpet riding unison through the room
Pre-Chorus
They let the new crew breathe
First folks who were never on the screen
Chorus
Mirror mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with a dagger not a book, Troi never does what she's told
Terran Empire swing, do the Mirror War strut
Dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut
Verse 2
Malibu on the habitat ring, thirty-two issues deep
Marvel brought the cadets, Omega, Nog can't sleep
Pike on Talos IV before Kirk took the seat
Station trade kept the pages turning, sour then sweet
Pre-Chorus
New faces every year
Beta canon, loud and clear
Chorus
Mirror mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with a dagger not a book, Troi never does what she's told
Terran Empire swing, do the Mirror War strut
Dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut
Bridge
Odo's rain on level five, shape-shiftin' blue note minor
Quark's got a corgi in cargo bay, latinum collared liner
Fool's gold glitters but loyalty pays
Rain on the promenade, Dominion haze
Chorus
Mirror mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with a dagger not a book, Troi never does what she's told
Terran Empire swing, do the Mirror War strut
Dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut
Outro
From Gold Key to IDW, beta's where we roam
Not canon but canon-ish still feels like home
Spin it again at Quark's after hours
Four-color hiss till the record devours
Spin it again
Spin it again
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