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Somebody once told me about a joyous city
With bright towers by the blue sea
It had gardens and parades and can you believe it
All the people living there were happy

Well, the fun starts coming and it don’t stop coming
Music, and drooz, and people sunning
Got no religion or army here
Only public parks and bells ringing clear
So much to do, so much to see
So why is it you can’t believe me?
You’ll never do if you don’t know
Why the ones who walk away go

Hey now, it’s Omelas
They got a child in a cellar - suffering!


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