It's Friday night and I am in the video room gophering
I'm setting up the films that our ghod picked out for the fen fun
The vampire flick at midnight seems to draw a lot of fangs
It's followed by Flesh Gordon, and the audience is in pangs

But I am curious -- (Spoken: but yellow)
What did they do to us? (stay mellow)
What's the use to fuss? (lime jello)
Ain't this shift a bust? I don't care, Dark Star

I watched it several cons ago
The fen they were so strange, but I had a feeling
I looked into the room just once,
An alien "beach ball", gosh, they all were reeling
Another time they looked so bored
There wasn't any help at all, as I recall
And then the "smart bomb" gag came out
And then it went back in -- this takes a lot of gall

Chorus:

Dark Star, you're scheduled in the morning
Dark Star, at 9 o'clock it seems
Dark Star, the concom should have noticed
To open up their eyes and watch you,
Dark Star

It's easy just to be with you
While napping through this gobbler; goodness, what a wash
There goes that bomb again, and my RELIEF comes in;
Let's find a breakfast bar to nosh
I guess there really was a reason
It was in this slot - this film is such a bore
The room is full, and all the fen
Are sleeping, which they couldn't do the night before

Chorus:

Dark Star, you're scheduled in the morning
Dark Star, at 9 o'clock it seems
Dark Star, there isn't any calling
But the fen go fill the video room
To open up their eyes and watch you,
Dark Star

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