Pietro
09-03-2001, 02:45 PM
In the not-too-distant future, next Sunday A.D.
There was a guy named Joel, not too different from you or me.
He worked at Gizmonic Institute, just another face in a red jumpsuit.
He did a good job cleaning up the place, but his bosses didn't like him,
so they shot him into space.
TV's FRANK: We'll send him cheezy movies, the worst we can find!
DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!
DR. FORRESTER: He'll have to sit and watch them all, and we'll monitor his mind!
DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!
Now keep in mind Joel can't control where the movies begin or end
(DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!)
Because he used those special parts to make his robot friends.
Robot roll call!
CAMBOT: Pan left!
GYPSY: Hi, girl!
TOM SERVO: What a cool guy!
CROOOW: What a wisecracker!
If you're wondering how he eats and breathes and other science facts
(DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!)
Just repeat to yourself, It's just a show, I should really just relax
For Mystery Science Theater 3000!
(Doors open into The Satellite of Love. JOEL, CROW, TOM SERVO eating space food)
JOEL: Hi, everyone! Welcome to the Satellite of Love. I'm Joel.
This is Crow...
CROW: Hey!
JOEL: And Tom.
TOM SERVO: What's Up!
JOEL: Were just trying out this new space food we just recently got.
CROW: There's Chips, Cheese Pizza!
What more could you ask for!
(Eats some of it and spits it out.)
CROW: This tastes like a piece of crud!
TOM: It can't be THAT bad!
(CROW gives TOM the space food.
TOM spits it out after taking a bite.)
TOM: It tastes like junk!
JOEL: Aw come on guys! It can't be that bad!
CROW: Oh yes it can JOEL!
(CROW gives JOEL some of the space food.
JOEL eats it and actually likes it.)
JOEL: This isn't half bad!
CROW: Aw come on JOEL!
JOEL: The Mads are calling!
(Onscreen: the "Mads," DR. FORRESTER and his assistant TV'S FRANK.)
DR. FORRESTER: Hello, Joel! I was thinking that we get to the invention exchange, what do you think?
JOEL: That's fine. My invention this week is the space food tasting pill. Eat it right before the next time you want space food, so this way when you eat the space food after eating the pill it'll taste great!
DR. FORRESTER: It's OK but, our invention is even better - it's a new drink.
TV's FRANK: That's right, it rearranges your taste buds so you can
enjoy space food.
JOEL: Hey! That's not fair you stole my idea again!
DR. FORRESTER: Anyway, today's fanfic is called "Care Bears Take Over the World"
It's based on bears from a 1980s kiddie show who try to take over the world.
(siren goes off)
JOEL, CROW, TOM: It's Fanfic sign!
There was a guy named Joel, not too different from you or me.
He worked at Gizmonic Institute, just another face in a red jumpsuit.
He did a good job cleaning up the place, but his bosses didn't like him,
so they shot him into space.
TV's FRANK: We'll send him cheezy movies, the worst we can find!
DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!
DR. FORRESTER: He'll have to sit and watch them all, and we'll monitor his mind!
DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!
Now keep in mind Joel can't control where the movies begin or end
(DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!)
Because he used those special parts to make his robot friends.
Robot roll call!
CAMBOT: Pan left!
GYPSY: Hi, girl!
TOM SERVO: What a cool guy!
CROOOW: What a wisecracker!
If you're wondering how he eats and breathes and other science facts
(DR. FORRESTER and FRANK: La, la, la!)
Just repeat to yourself, It's just a show, I should really just relax
For Mystery Science Theater 3000!
(Doors open into The Satellite of Love. JOEL, CROW, TOM SERVO eating space food)
JOEL: Hi, everyone! Welcome to the Satellite of Love. I'm Joel.
This is Crow...
CROW: Hey!
JOEL: And Tom.
TOM SERVO: What's Up!
JOEL: Were just trying out this new space food we just recently got.
CROW: There's Chips, Cheese Pizza!
What more could you ask for!
(Eats some of it and spits it out.)
CROW: This tastes like a piece of crud!
TOM: It can't be THAT bad!
(CROW gives TOM the space food.
TOM spits it out after taking a bite.)
TOM: It tastes like junk!
JOEL: Aw come on guys! It can't be that bad!
CROW: Oh yes it can JOEL!
(CROW gives JOEL some of the space food.
JOEL eats it and actually likes it.)
JOEL: This isn't half bad!
CROW: Aw come on JOEL!
JOEL: The Mads are calling!
(Onscreen: the "Mads," DR. FORRESTER and his assistant TV'S FRANK.)
DR. FORRESTER: Hello, Joel! I was thinking that we get to the invention exchange, what do you think?
JOEL: That's fine. My invention this week is the space food tasting pill. Eat it right before the next time you want space food, so this way when you eat the space food after eating the pill it'll taste great!
DR. FORRESTER: It's OK but, our invention is even better - it's a new drink.
TV's FRANK: That's right, it rearranges your taste buds so you can
enjoy space food.
JOEL: Hey! That's not fair you stole my idea again!
DR. FORRESTER: Anyway, today's fanfic is called "Care Bears Take Over the World"
It's based on bears from a 1980s kiddie show who try to take over the world.
(siren goes off)
JOEL, CROW, TOM: It's Fanfic sign!