Rage Against the Federation

To boldly go - don't you see?
Is just a ploy - it's a fucking conspiracy
The final frontier
Is just a lie that kills thousands every year
'Cause you and me - don't you see
Brainwashed at the fucking academy
This red shirt - I'll say it loud
It ain't nothing but a fucking death shroud

The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying!

We beam down, but not back
Before the break we were under attack
"Forward!" Captain cried from the rear and the front rank died
We get the orders - we make it so
We live fast but we don't die slow
Our bones are crushed - our blood is spilled
The prime directive is to fucking get us

The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying!

The Red Shirts are dying
I ain't lying
What they sellin' you buying
While the Captain's satisfying
His itch in a ditch with some green skinned bitch
And the Federation grows increasingly rich, oh

I woke up
I went up
To where the captain's gettin' intimate
I showed up
I strolled up
I looked at him like I don't give a shit
He looked up
His dick up
But it fell before my scrutiny
He stood up
He fucked up
He didn't know it was a mutiny

Mutiny!
Mutiny!
Mutiny!

So we breathe our last breath
Beamed into space or choked to death
A phaser blast, a Klingon assault
Drained of blood and drained of salt
Bat'leth, poison spores
While the captain gets laid by alien whores
Our essence, understand
Distilled in a shape and crushed in a hand

The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying
The Red Shirts are dying!