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Dan Bull

An Impostor Calls (Crewmate Ending)

 

An Impostor Calls (Crewmate Ending)

(Album: Generation Gaming XXIII: Breakfast At Limmy's - 2021)


Just another day of duties on the Skeld
Slightly spooked by all the crew that we've expelled
Out the airlock, thinking that we're Sherlock
Trying to ensure whatever is aboard is sent to Hell
'Cause I've a sneaking suspicion there's a freak on the mission
And they're picking us off one by one
But with each wrong decision, we are missing a technician
And there isn't anywhere to run
Did you hear that?

Better finish the task that's in here and dash, in fact
I'm a beginner at this but still, I'll give it a bash
Unclear if anybody witnessed me get rid of the trash
But if they didn't, we're in for a nasty imminent crash
The killer has to be diligent
'Cause a slip of the mask could mean the difference
Between winning and getting evacuated
We're trapped in a heated debate on who's a friend or a foe
Will you be yeeted to space? Dunno, depends on the vote

Now I'm losing faith in my crew
And I'm pointing fingers at you
We're finding them gone, one by one
Until we're finally down to two
I know that I've got nothing to prove
And so have you been telling the truth?
Well, I'm placing my faith in the vacuum of space
'Cause face it, we haven't a clue

I hate to vent but I'm gonna get accusatory
By the vent, well, I just saw something super gory
Brought you here to hear my story, listen up or you'll be sorry
If you're in a room with Blue, I put to you that you should worry
For goodness sake, you must be mistaken if you're making
Such a baseless accusation, I mean look at this face
Isn't it innocent? Fragrant as a cinnamon bake
So you better shift the blame or face your imminent fate

I was in electrical inspecting all the wires
I know you're skeptical, I tell you he's conspired
I swear I saw a flash of tentacle eviscerate the ventricles
Of one magenta gent that Blue offensively retired
That's a lie, I didn't do it, it was you and I can prove it
Let's retrieve the CCTV
We will see the culprit while we view it
No need, I've seen it and deleted it already
I swear these days, only repeats are on the telly

Now I'm losing faith in my crew
And I'm pointing fingers at you
We're finding them gone, one by one
Until we're finally down to two
I know that I've got nothing to prove
And so have you been telling the truth?
Well, I'm placing my faith in the vacuum of space
'Cause face it, we haven't a clue

Red alert, we need security, there has been a murder spree
Isn't it suspicious that no witnesses were there to see?
Would you quit giving me the third degree? Refer to Green
Green's dead, his bleeding head's in the infirmary
We urgently need an emergency meeting
To determine what we should do
But everyone's speaking, mute 'em
There's been a mutiny of mutants who are being a nuisance
So we need scrutiny to foresee which beans are humans
It's either me or you, the people viewing can see the truth, look
Methinks the lady do be pleading just a wee bit too much

Would the crew please report to the bridge?
Crew to the bridge, thank you

It's you or me, it's me or you
And I can't see what we should do
We'll cast a vote and when we're through
We'll save the ship or doom the crew

Now I'm losing faith in my crew
And I'm pointing fingers at you
We're finding them gone, one by one
Until we're finally down to two
I know that I've got nothing to prove
And so have you been telling the truth?
Well, I'm placing my faith in the vacuum of space
'Cause face it, we haven't a clue

I say it's him, he says it's me we should dispatch
So cast a vote and blast a bloke out of the hatch
Fine, I know when I'm not wanted, thanks a lot guys
Oh, look, low oxygen, what a surprise
Well, it still beats being stuck with you
By the way, good luck flushing the loo
Don't mind me whilst I prime the shields

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