Friends Of The Ood

As the sun comes up on another day

And the bright light drifts into our mutual mind

I start to sing without any disarray

And I broadcast my melody, via basic 5

Everybody starts to sing with me

The wind whistles across the snow

But it wont affect our psychic flow

On this planet we are free

The circle is broken, and we've cleared the debris

'Cause being an Ood, is better when you're free

I can sing all day now I'm out of captivity

Running through the snow with my brain in my hands

I feel like your song is coming to its end

Its hard to think about what's happened to my kin

Once an empty slave race, but now thinking again

It's such a shame that all those humans couldn't quite construe

We aren't just a reflection, we're just the same as you

So throw away your credits, and give us our free will

We know we're a bit ugly but we're friendly as hell

Hopefully without us you won't pine away and die

We want to live our own lives now, at least let us try

And even if you hate us, and think that we're all scum

We live on different planets so I'm sure you'll succumb

Friends of the Ood we thank you, for everything you've done

You've been so good to us, and our new lives have only just begun

So let's just be friends

Ood