(Verse 1) Out among the stars, where deals are often made, A Ferengi's wisdom whispered, a profit's serenade. "Free advice is seldom cheap," you can feel it within. For every tip, there's a catch, this is where the true cost begins. (Chorus) In the vast trade routes, where fortunes are sought, Head the 59th rule, real food for thought Free advice might guide you, but always with a hidden fee, In the world of profit, nothings ever free (Bridge) So fly with caution through the stars. For in the advice given free, the cost is never said. But listen closely, for in those words, a lesson you will find, Profit comes to those who see the game inside a clever mind. (Verse 3) Think of Zek, the Grand Nay Giss, with his schemes so grand, Teaching the ways of profit, across the expanse. In Ferengi culture's heart, where commerce is the art, Free advice, seemingly kind, is definitely a farce. (Chorus)
