
Quark's Corgi Blues
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- original soundtrack
- soundtrack
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- film soundtrack
- male vocalist
- female fronted
- female vocalist
- female fronted metal
- girl group
Lyrics
Intro
Nineteen-sixty-seven, four-color beaming
No transporters, just paper dreaming
Kirk drawn like a cowboy, five-year mission stalled
Gold Key kept the story small
Verse 1
DC took the book, new faces on the pad
Bearclaw on point, Bryce on helm in blue
Chu-Sa chirping triage, Konom growling Qapla' too
DC let the beta-canon bloom
Klingon and cadet and doc all made to last
Every panel a first, every page a cast
Pre-Chorus
But the fans kept asking, who comes next?
Who writes the line when the show forgets?
Chorus
Mirror, mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with 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
Dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut
Verse 2
Malibu on the habitat ring, thirty-two issues deep
Marvel brought the cadets, Omega and Nog can't sleep
Pike on Talos IV, before Kirk took the seat
Every publisher spinning their own dream
Pre-Chorus
Year by year, the license changed hands
But the story stretched across the lands
Chorus
Mirror, mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with 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
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
Faith of the heart through the space-jazz haze
Chorus
Mirror, mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold
Picard with 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
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
So spin it again, at Quark's after hours
Crackle on the needle, four-color power
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