Neelix: Why don’t we sing a song while we toil, hm? It’ll cheer you up. Now, I’ve been studying Vulcan music. Do you know that lovely tune that starts “Oh starless night of boundless black …”
Tuvok: That “lovely tune” is a traditional funeral dirge.
Neelix: I know. But it was the, er… the most cheerful song I could find in the Vulcan database.

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