|
|
Deep in Cheyenne Mountain down where mortals seldom go,
A Senator and Officer come a looking for a show,
They pass amused among us as they walk the corridors
With a personal agenda that they simply won't ignore.
Three things to be wary of:
a whiz kid in his field,
a soldier with a background
and an alien named Teal'c.
Summoned from our offices to the briefing room we go.
We bring our files and data 'cause we know they want a show.
Watching as we enter with a shifty restless eye,
The Senator sits waiting in his pinstripe suit and tie.
Three things never trust in;
the Accountant's final bill,
the promises of Congress
and the Government's good will.
The experts lay their science down, the soldiers do their tricks,
All hands are waved with vigor as we lay it on -- real thick.
The Senator just watches as we cater to his dance,
Then reaches for his briefcase barely giving us a glance.
Three things see no end;
another universe gone wrong,
a theory still unproven
and the verses of this song.
The briefcase spits a list of why the Stargate can't survive.,
All but two within the room are taken by surprise.
And all but two are thinking of this project with remorse,
The Senator and Officer who plotted out this course.
Three things hold no secrets:
files that somehow hit the 'net;
one's 'secret service clearance
and the third thing -- I forget...
The Senator proceeds to go through each file line by line,
Twisting details in to follies that no logic can define.
And when it ends there's only two not sitting there dismayed;
The Senator and Officer who'd plan to see this day.
Three things it is better for that only you should know:
what things are real,
how bad things are
and just how far you'll go.
Now we all here are frontline types with lives we'd freely give
Fighting for our homeworld and it's people's right to live
and none but us can tell full well the damage done today,
for it's what they won't accept that we will all be forced to pay!
Three things never anger:
first the ones who'll save your neck,
the one who seeking knowledge
and the one who speaks high tech.
The Senator and Officer are quick to leave our site,
They taken all their files and such and feel they've won the fight,
Their type will never understand that some things have no price.
And that careers and lives are not too grave a sacrifice.
Three things are most perilous;
the oath a Jaffa knows,
a soldier's sense of honor
and a young man's moral code.
{the end}
DECLASSIFIED MISSION BRIEFING
RETURN TO SGC
OFF BASE
