because she said that she grew into a rut;
They shot Gran'ma' in the head today.
Momma' told her to keep her mouth shut.
Momma' told her,that microchip they put into us,
that they can hear every word;
So,when The Thought Police came to our apartment door,
Gran'ma' said that their accusations were absurd.
Gran'pa',Momma' and I didn't move an inch.
We stood,as if frozen in time;
For we all knew the penalties of the Thought Police
for anyone speaking their mind.
Gran'ma' continued ranting and raving,
as The Thought Police escorted her to the televised execution square;
She was ranting and raving about resistance
in a society beyond compare.
They shot Gran'ma' in the head today,
because she said that she grew into a rut;
They shot Gran'ma' in the head today.
Momma' told her to keep her mouth shut.
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