Linda wails that she can’t see her son again So the logical question is: “Why?” “They would kill me! The ones who I once called friend!” And again we must ask of her: “Why?” “We kill mutant freaks! Always! It’s what we do!” And once more we would press her with “Why?” Then at some point, she’ll realize, “I’m just like you…” There’s no need for the changed ones to die For the changes at Endtown are merely form Not deserving such death and derision They could live, and share resources: That’s the norm Were it not for Topside’s cruel decision All around them, the “plague” nibbles every day Waiting for an occasion to change them But they’ve changed, deep inside, in an awful way They’d improve if the plague rearranged them =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum
Linda wails that she can’t see her son again So the logical question is: “Why?” “They would kill me! The ones who I once called friend!” And again we must ask of her: “Why?” “We kill mutant freaks! Always! It’s what we do!” And once more we would press her with “Why?” Then at some point, she’ll realize, “I’m just like you…” There’s no need for the changed ones to die For the changes at Endtown are merely form Not deserving such death and derision They could live, and share resources: That’s the norm Were it not for Topside’s cruel decision All around them, the “plague” nibbles every day Waiting for an occasion to change them But they’ve changed, deep inside, in an awful way They’d improve if the plague rearranged them =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum