Advanced Technology, transporter bem, intruder on the bridge
Wristband controls, the crew’s knocked out.
To the infirmary, life support, Vulcan on the bed,
Head covered up, he’s not dead, Jim.
“Come on, Bones, what’s the mystery?”
Body survives, but there’s no mind.

Headed after the lady who abducted Spock. At least, she took his brain.
Sigma Draconus, a system with three choices, but only one will lead to gain
Beamed down to number 6, following a hunch on energy, the natives are annoyed
Destination underground, following a trail, Bones and Spock have joined.

Remote control, remote controlled Spock,
Remote control, remote controlled Spock,
You can press a button, and you can see him walk,
Remote control, remote controlled Spock

Childlike society, women, Eyemorg, who have not grown up, and they use the Morg as their slaves
There’s no communicating. Must escape and find the controller. The controller is Spock’s Brain!

Remote control, remote controlled Spock,
Remote control, remote controlled Spock,
You can press a button, and you can see him walk,
Remote control, remote controlled Spock

The teacher tells us what we need to do,
When Bones puts it on his head.
Old knowledge, such the Doctor never knew,
So Spock won’t end up dead

Let’s Go!