Mother 210:
I have to tell you, that since the operation,
number 17 has been quite like his old self.
Restored to his former psychological equilibrium,
one might say!
Pity about number thirty-six though.
I mean that she should have become
contaminated like that. Poor girl.
Probably didn’t understand how awful the disease was.
It seemed to have infected very badly.
She keeps trying to talk to number seventeen,
but I’ve told him to take no notice.
Song:
There are no lights in my eyes,
They don’t shine in the night for you.
I don’t feel right with you my friend,
This is the end of the line.
Look, but don’t touch me again,
There’s no smile on my face for you.
I have no space for you my friend,
This is a waste of my time.
There are no lights in my eyes,
They don’t shine in the night for you.
There are no lights in my eyes,
They don’t shine in the night for you.
There are no lights in my eyes,
They don’t shine in the night for you.
There are no lights in my eyes,
They don’t shine in the night for you