Za-phod Beeblebrox, Arthur he blocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, where his ship docks, that Beeblebrox

Looking presidential in his ‘worst-dressed being’ role
He asked if Trillian would like to take a stroll, he's the
Betelgeusian-double-headed guy who’s spaceship’s stole

All the Vogons suck

Za-phod Beeblebrox, two heads he stocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, both in a box, that Beeblebrox

If in a jumble, he connives and steals and lies,
When he is asked he says he’s one hell of a guy
Then Krikkit robots zapped him right between the eyes

Marvin saved him though

Za-phod Beeblebrox, crafty like fox, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, smart like an ox, that Beeblebrox

The doors that thank him are then cursed out every time
A ship that acts polite is treated like some slime
In gargleblasters he would prefer a slice of lime

All the Vogons suck

Za-phod Beeblebrox, he thinks he rocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, prob’ly wears Crocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, needs to be socked, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, memory locked, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, to fame he flocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, doesn’t wear frocks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, too much he talks, that Beeblebrox
Za-phod Beeblebrox, neck has two stalks, that Beeblebrox

(repeat to faded memory)