Sidewalk Furniture - Red Shirt Death Lyrics

Yesterday, I got the news
We needed away mission crews
If you choose me, I'll refuse
I can't go!

Call the captain, say I'm sorry
But today I'm stuck in bed
I can't wear my uniform,
'Cause my sweater's f*cking red!

I don't want a red shirt death!
Seven words, then final breath
Kill me slowly, nothing lowkey
I don't want a red shirt death!

Studied all the Starfleet stories
Went to the academy
So I know how this all goes
And you won't get it out of me!

When the captain said I would be chosen
I was so happy that I could cry
But my fate was so plain and unspoken
They just needed someone to die!

I don't want a red shirt death!
Seven words and final breath
Kill me slowly, nothing lowkey
I don't want a red shirt death!

I don't want a red shirt death!
Seven words and final breath
Kill me slowly, nothing lowkey
I don't want a red shirt death!

So I'm here, laying in bed
Stay off those transporter pads
I'm a guest actor, you're a nutcracker
I don't want a red shirt death!
I'm a guest actor, you're a nutcracker
I don't want a red shirt death!