| Just another day of duties on the Skeld
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| Slightly spooked by all the crew that we’ve expelled
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| Out the airlock, thinking that we’re Sherlock
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| Trying to ensure whatever is aboard is sent to Hell
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| 'Cause I’ve a sneaking suspicion there’s a freak on the mission
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| And they’re picking us off one by one
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| But with each wrong decision, we are missing a technician
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| And there isn’t anywhere to run
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| Did you har that?
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| Better finish the task that’s in hre and dash, in fact
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| I’m a beginner at this but still, I’ll give it a bash
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| Unclear if anybody witnessed me get rid of the trash
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| But if they didn’t, we’re in for a nasty imminent crash
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| The killer has to be diligent
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| 'Cause a slip of the mask could mean the difference
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| Between winning and getting evacuated
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| We’re trapped in a heated debate on who’s a friend or a foe
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| Will you be yeeted to space? |
| Dunno, depends on the vote
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| Now I’m losing faith in my crew
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| And I’m pointing fingers at you
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| We’re finding them gone, one by one
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| Until we’re finally down to two
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| I know that I’ve got nothing to prove
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| And so have you been telling the truth?
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| Well, I’m placing my faith in the vacuum of space
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| ‘Cause face it, we haven’t a clue
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| I hate to vent but I’m gonna get accusatory
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| By the vent, well, I just saw something super gory
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| Brought you here to hear my story, listen up or you’ll be sorry
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| If you’re in a room with Blue, I put to you that you should worry
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| For goodness sake, you must be mistaken if you’re making
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| Such a baseless accusation, I mean look at this face
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| Isn’t it innocent? |
| Fragrant as a cinnamon bake
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| So you better shift the blame or face your imminent fate
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| I was in electrical inspecting all the wires
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| I know you’re skeptical, I tell you he’s conspired
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| I swear I saw a flash of tentacle eviscerate the ventricles
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| Of one magenta gent that Blue offensively retired
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| That’s a lie, I didn’t do it, it was you and I can prove it
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| Let’s retrieve the CCTV
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| We will see the culprit while we view it
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| No need, I’ve seen it and deleted it already
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| I swear these days, only repeats are on the telly
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| Now I’m losing faith in my crew
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| And I’m pointing fingers at you
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| We’re finding them gone, one by one
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| Until we’re finally down to two
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| I know that I’ve got nothing to prove
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| And so have you been telling the truth?
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| Well, I’m placing my faith in the vacuum of space
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| ‘Cause face it, we haven’t a clue
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| Red alert, we need security, there has been a murder spree
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| Isn’t it suspicious that no witnesses were there to see?
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| Would you quit giving me the third degree? |
| Refer to Green
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| Green’s dead, his bleeding head’s in the infirmary
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| We urgently need an emergency meeting
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| To determine what we should do
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| But everyone’s speaking, mute 'em
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| There’s been a mutiny of mutants who are being a nuisance
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| So we need scrutiny to foresee which beans are humans
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| It’s either me or you, the people viewing can see the truth, look
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| Methinks the lady do be pleadin' just a wee bit too much
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| Would the crew please report to the bridge?
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| Crew to the bridge, thank you
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| It’s you or me, it’s me or you
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| And I can’t see what we should do
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| We’ll cast a vote and when we’re through
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| We’ll save the ship or doom the crew
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| Now I’m losing faith in my crew
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| And I’m pointing fingers at you
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| We’re finding them gone, one by one
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| Until we’re finally down to two
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| I know that I’ve got nothing to prove
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| And so have you been telling the truth?
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| Well, I’m placing my faith in the vacuum of space
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| ‘Cause face it, we haven’t a clue
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| I say it’s him, he says it’s me we should dispatch
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| So cast a vote and blast a bloke out of the hatch
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| Fine, I know when I’m not wanted, thanks a lot guys
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| Oh, look, low oxygen, what a surprise
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| Well, it still beats being stuck with you
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| By the way, good luck flushing the loo
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| Don’t mind me whilst I prime the shields |