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!
Red Shirt Death Video (MV)
Performed By: Sidewalk Furniture
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Riley DeHority, Shante Wilcox, Shelby Jones
Sidewalk Furniture - Red Shirt Death Lyrics
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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!
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!
Writer: Riley DeHority, Shante Wilcox, Shelby Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid