Shields down!

That last hit nearly stripped my defences bare
Elevators are no place to be
When an assault commences
Shields are down for tomfoolery in my dusty state
Sexy alien boarding parties abound
Time to seal the captain's door and
Hide in pairs matched amongst right angled zebra’s
And winking numbers
To impose the grey-green defences
Of cathode-ray quiescence
Liquefied in crystal display
A last-ditch attempt
At volcanic suppression
Whilst outside they exude sweet temptation
Curing xenophobia to guarantee moralistic demise
I Squeeze my eyes shut
So they can't see me