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. We'll send him cheesy movies, The worst we can find (la-la-la). He'll have to sit and watch them all, And we'll monitor his mind (la-la-la). Now keep in mind Joel can't control
Where the movies begin or end (la-la-la) Because he used those special parts To make his robot friends. Robot Roll Call: (All right, let's go!) Cambot! (Pan left!) Gypsy! (Hi, girl!) Tom Servo! (What a cool guy!) Croooow! (He's a wisecracker.) If you're wondering how he eats and breathes and other science facts (la la la), Then repeat to yourself, "It's just a show, I should really just relax For Mystery Science Theater 3000!"