[Intro: The rhythmic 'hiss-pop' of a welding torch and a shower of sparks] [Section: Claudia - Vocal: Gritty Raspy Alto, Sharp Spanish Accent ,female] [Claudia]: Jacques, hold the shield. My eyes are burning. [Section: Jacques - Vocal: Mellow Baritone, Rough French-Aussie Accent] [Jacques]: You sure about this, Claud? It’s a bit... permanent, isn't it? [Section: Claudia - Vocal: Gritty Raspy Alto, female] [Claudia]: If he wanted to walk among us, he should’ve said "hello." Now he’s got a "Private Suite" with a permanent lock. ¡Perfecto! [Verse 1] The intercom was screaming, the lights were turning red I had a half-inch manifold hanging o’er my head. I asked for a status, I asked for a sign But the Captain stayed silent, way across the line. So I took my blue flame and I took my steel pride And I made sure the "Ghost" would stay tucked up inside! [Chorus: Snappy Jazz Swing] It’s a titanium silence, a seam of pure gold A story of a Captain that’ll never be told! The door is a wall, and the wall is a lie While we’re down in the bilge watching planets go by! He can shout at the stars, he can kick at the vent But he’s staying right there 'til the metal is spent! [Section: Jacques - Vocal: Mellow Baritone, Laughing, male] [Jacques]: I wonder what he’s doing in there? Probably counting his silk pajamas or talking to his reflection. [Section: Claudia - Vocal: Gritty Raspy Alto, female] Let him count his credits! He’s got the best security in the fleet now. Courtesy of yours truly. [Bridge: Mellow Piano Solo] [Section: Laizer - Vocal: Muffled Electronic Alto, Through a Helmet Filter, female] [Laizer]: [Into internal comms, sounding exhausted] Jacques... Claudia... can someone tell me why there’s a... uh... "structural reinforcement" on the Captain’s primary exit? The AI says the sensors are showing a... total blockage? [Section: Claudia - Vocal: Gritty Raspy Alto, female] [Claudia, female, Spanish accent]: Oh, that? Must be a "spatial anomaly," Navigator. Very dangerous. Better stay down here in the Rusty Deck where it’s safe. [Outro: Spoken over a fading Bass line] [Section: Jacques - Vocal: Mellow Baritone, male] You’re a mean one, Claud. [Section: Claudia - Vocal: Gritty Raspy Alto, female] I’m a mechanic, Jacques. I fix things. And that Captain... he was a "leaking valve." Problem solved. [Sound of: A final metallic 'clink' of a wrench] [End]