Where have all the real fans gone
And where are all the nerds?
Where's the continuity wise canonista
To fight with excessive words?
Isn't there an expert to type on fiery keys
Late at night, I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need
I need a real fan
I'm holding out for a real fan who knows warp's faster than light.
They gotta know Kirk, and gotta know Spock
And they gotta know who beat a Gorn in a fight
I need a real fan
I'm holding out for a real fan 'til the morning light
They gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And they gotta know that they're right.
Larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fanfic fantasy
Somewhere, just beyond my reach
There's someone who agrees with me.