There's a dead guy in a red shirt
A red shirt in a world of hurt
Be it death from above or the hem of a skirt
He'll end up six feet under the dirt

I've been a star fleet brat since the day I was born
But I never should have put on this uniform
I could have been a doctor or helmsmen, see?
But I ended up here in security

I always knew that I would die alone
I beam down with de captain but I never make it home
I always knew that I would die alone
So, please beam me up Scotty
And take my body home

There's a dead guy in a red shirt
A red shirt in a world of hurt
Be it death from above or the hem of a skirt
He'll end up six feet under the dirt

I lost half my buddies in a Romulan raid
We were taking the trenches while de captain got laid
Now the casualty rates keep getting bigger
And I'll never get my own action figure

To boldly go where no man's gone before
I think I've been there, but I'm not really sure
You know they say that s___e is the final frontier
Well, any place you know is better than here

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