[Intro - Sweeping, noble Starfleet orchestral fanfare, French horns and shimmering strings, slow and majestic] [Spoken Word - Deep, dramatic Captain's Log voice over soft strings] "Heartache... the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Venture. Our five-year mission: to explore strange new scenarios... To seek out emotional distress and miscommunication... To boldly stay where no officer has stayed before." [Spoken Word - Deadpan Female Computer Voice] "Program loaded. Safety protocols... optional." Classical Music - ENGAGE. [Loud Vinyl Record Scratch] [Bouncy walking punk bassline and tribal floor-tom drum beat kick in] [Snaky Arabic style surf-punk guitar riff] [Verse 1 - Bouncy, driving skate-punk rhythm] Step inside the yellow grid, the odds are stacked against your pride Forty-two Lieutenants went and forty-two have died-- (Walked out!) Kira’s in the booth above, she’s talking trash into your ear Sweating bullets every time you shift another gear! (Watch out!) Got a green-skinned transfer waiting down on Deck Fourteen Saying whoever wins the bet gets a night behind the screen! [Pre-Chorus - Rising power chords, drums building] Blood pressure’s climbing on the El Cars display! Kira’s praying to the stars that you’re gonna walk away! Take one look around and you know what she’s gonna say— [Full stop - two drum hits: DUM-DUM!] [Deadpan Spoken Hook] "Computer... show me the Arch." [Snaky surf-punk guitar riff returns] [Verse 2 - Fast melodic punk bounce] Level One’s an anniversary, champagne getting warm Why’s she leaning on the barman like she’s kicking up a storm? (Hold on!) Level Two’s at one A.M., a message on the nightstand screen Docking Bay at midnight and she wiped the history clean! (Uh-oh!) Level Three’s a Vulcan wife with green up on her ears Talking 'bout an open marriage after four good years! [Pre-Chorus - Rising power chords] By the time you hear the buzzer, you’re already in the trap! If you swing at the bait, there’s no coming back! Kira’s reaching for the airhorn with her hand upon the latch— [Full stop - two drum hits: DUM-DUM!] [Deadpan Spoken Hook] "Computer... show me the Arch." [Chorus - Big anthemic skate-punk gang vocals] HEY! She rigged the game just to watch you bail! HEY! A Kobayashi where you're meant to fail! Says she wants the Orion girl, but the story’s thin Why’s the engineer panicking every time you’re 'bout to win?! [Full stop] [Deadpan Spoken Hook] "You gotta read the room, Lieutenant." [Bridge - Surf-punk guitar solo over walking bassline, warning klaxons] (Warning! Subspace surge in the memory core!) (Buffer overflow! Safeties offline!) Five levels deep and the grid goes RED! Now they’ve read her private logs and they want her head! [Chorus - Full speed skate-punk] HEY! I’m in the pocket, I ain't touching the door! HEY! Leave Kira’s jaw sitting down on the floor! Scrub the bio-filters till your knuckles bleed Tell Ensign Lyss that I got everything I need! [Full stop - two drum hits: DUM-DUM!] [Deadpan Spoken Hook] "You're a terrible liar, Castellanos." [Outro - Final surf-punk guitar riff and crashing punk drums] [Communicator chirp]
