The Enterprise, my lady, I love her
And here together, thought we’d grow old
But I’ve contracted some deadly virus
Advanced arthritis, my thoughts won’t hold

Now Spock’s betrayed me, questions my memory
Maybe sometimes I repeat myself
Commodore Stocker is off his rocker
Maybe sometimes I repeat myself

Rapidly now old age devours
We have just days left, maybe hours

I’m not unfit to command, just a bit confused
You whipper snappers, go away
I’m only 34, I’m not 72
Lost 40 deadly years in but a day

My crew keeps pressing and second guessing
My orders, Chekov, young Bolshevik
My old flame Janet Wallace offering
Love, or a going-away present

Rapidly now old age devours
We have just days left, maybe hours

Let’s get cracking, there’s more important things to do
My mind’s sharp, ask me anything
I’m only 34, I’m not 72
Lost 40 deady years in but a day

Gamma Hydra Two, and then right into
Romulan space, they will kill on sight
This radiation’s taking my thinking
We might have been saved by Corbomite
(incredible, invincible, impervious, indestructible)

I’m not unfit to command, just a bit confused
You whipper snappers, go away
I’m only 34, I’m not 72
Lost 40 deadly years in but a day
Lost 40 deadly years in but a day

Instrumentation:
PJ: Guitar, Vocals, Pianosaurus, Ukelele
Chris: Guitar, Backing Vocals
Mike: Guitar, Backing Vocals
Noah: Keys, Slide Whistle, Backing Vocals
Andy: Drums