Captain’s log
And we’re all out of beer
And we drank the last Tranya
About a light year from here
Now the crew’s gettin’ restless
And my throat’s getting dry
If we don’t re-supply
Said we’re all gonna die

Captain’s log
And I’m getting the shakes
‘Cause there’s no liquor stores out here
In the middle of space
Now the crew’s getting angry
Especially Spock
Vulcans get kind of ugly
When they go through detox

Ain’t got time now to be discreet
Disobeying orders from star fleet
Set a course now and don’t divert
And bring this f***** to – red alert

Captain’s log
Just scored some ale
It’s new and it’s blue baby
And we got it on sale
Now we can boldly go where we want in the final frontier
Not to search for life
But to search for beer

Don’t wanna sing now or play guitar
I wanna get drunk in a seedy bar
Get in a fight and kill a red shirt
And bring this f***** to – red alert

We got warp drive coursing through our amps
And photon torpedoes hiding in our pants
We're on a five year tour just like Mr. Spock
And the prime directive is to rock
We got dilithium crystals in our guitars
And we're the loudest thing from here to Mars
We'll screw the universe if we get the chance
So lower your shields
And we'll drop our pants

Turn you around and make you nine of seven
Yeah, you think you're fast
Yeah, we're Warp 11
To the stars and through the heavens
Rock your ass
'Cause we're Warp 11

We got Romulan ale coursing through our veins
And all the green-skinned girlies callin' out our names
Yeah, we're as cool as Mr. Spock
'Cause we live long, prosper and we rock

Chorus

We're one faster
We're one louder
Some day we'll do Jeri Ryan
And you know we'll tell ya all about her
We're one quicker
We're one thicker
And you know we're gonna rock
When you see us beaming down
We come really fast and we're coming to your town

Chorus