When Vulcan was filled with emotions and war
To pull them from extinction there arose but one man
Surak deplored, “Emotions are bad
Suppress all your feelings and logic will stand.”
Some Vulcans departed for Romulus they charted
No logic to guide them, they still did not fail
Then they started brewing, a blue mixture stewing
That swept the whole quandrant; it’s Romulan Ale
Romulan Ale, boys, Romulan Ale
No liquor in space is like Romulan Ale
Romulan Ale, boys, Romulan Ale
No liquor is quicker than Romulan Ale
You Vulcans and Humans, Ferengi, Bajorans
When once you have tasted, you know it’s a shame
That Romulan Ale was banned in all Quadrants
One sip and you’re drunk. Do you remember your name?
You’ll be a star gazer. It’s better than phasers
To open your mind when diplomacy fails
Illegal it may be, but don’t let that stave thee
Just serve all those Klingons some Romulan Ale
You captains may hide from Federation eyes
Be thankful that they won’t see you tomorrow morn
When you grab a pretty ensign to take away your tension
She’ll pull you straight to her as you fall through her door
You’ll kiss her sweet lips, then stumble through the ship
She’ll tell all her friends, the captain she nailed
Intoxicating nectar, Klingon blood wine’s no better
Than a big gallon jug of that Romulan Ale
To pull them from extinction there arose but one man
Surak deplored, “Emotions are bad
Suppress all your feelings and logic will stand.”
Some Vulcans departed for Romulus they charted
No logic to guide them, they still did not fail
Then they started brewing, a blue mixture stewing
That swept the whole quandrant; it’s Romulan Ale
Romulan Ale, boys, Romulan Ale
No liquor in space is like Romulan Ale
Romulan Ale, boys, Romulan Ale
No liquor is quicker than Romulan Ale
You Vulcans and Humans, Ferengi, Bajorans
When once you have tasted, you know it’s a shame
That Romulan Ale was banned in all Quadrants
One sip and you’re drunk. Do you remember your name?
You’ll be a star gazer. It’s better than phasers
To open your mind when diplomacy fails
Illegal it may be, but don’t let that stave thee
Just serve all those Klingons some Romulan Ale
You captains may hide from Federation eyes
Be thankful that they won’t see you tomorrow morn
When you grab a pretty ensign to take away your tension
She’ll pull you straight to her as you fall through her door
You’ll kiss her sweet lips, then stumble through the ship
She’ll tell all her friends, the captain she nailed
Intoxicating nectar, Klingon blood wine’s no better
Than a big gallon jug of that Romulan Ale
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