By Chris Boucher (The Bean)
Reluctantly the Professor agreed
Although he still saw quite a need
For further study
By him and his buddies
He decided to let them proceed
As they were preparing to go
Wade said she wanted to know
Is there room for all three
Quinn said Don't look at me
It was something he didn't know
Meanwhile outside in the street
A man they were destined to meet
By the name of R. Brown
Was driving through town
Thinking that life was so sweet
By profession, a singer of sorts
He was really a pretty good sport
But soon things would change
His life rearrange
He'd take on a greater import
With at last ev'rything set
As ready as they'd ever get
Quinn turned up the power
If he'd thought things went sour
Before, he hadn't seen anything yet
The gateway enveloped them all
Then kept moving right through the wall
It went a few feet
Out into the street
Bringing Remmy in, Caddy and all
They found themselves suddenly freezin'
And it appeared with good reason
The city covered in ice
Might look really nice
But it wasn't the holiday season
Remmy wasn't too far away
In better shape than his car I must say
He hadn't a clue
What he had been through
But he'd be damned if he was going to stay