The klingon bastards flies around

always ready for some war

they don't care about any rules at all

as long as they can kill some more

evil barbarians without discipline

unpredictable death machine

With their cloaking device they remain invisible

until the time has come

to appear right ahead of us

and obliterate everyone

and if you ever would give them a helping hand

you can be sure they'll chop off the arm

Never, ever, never trust a klingon

you will always regret it

never, ever, never trust a klingon

you will never forget it