This weekend, AD,
my house will be all quiet,
except for my TV.
I’ll have MST3K on,
and I won’t even turn the volume down.
Won’t stop for rain or snow or hail
and all your calls will roll to voice mail
I’ll watch wretched movies,
the worst of all time (la la la)
Even “Manos Hands of Fate”,
though I might just lose my mind.
I keep in mind that his is time
that I can not ever get back, (la la la)
As I’m sure I will be notified
by the silhouette backing track
(Ro Bot Roll Call)
If you’re wondering what I’ll eat and breathe,
and other logistic stuff,
repeat “MST is on Netflix”
And you will know enough,
More Mystery Science Theater, Three Thousand!