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Wecome to this village nestled 'tween the sea and mountains.
We're very cosmopolitan, a most eclectic mix.
We have fountains and a chessboard and some very fine umbrellas.
But in the end you'll find that you're our prisoner, Number Six.
Oh, shall I put you down as a contestant in our art show?
We'll see what you can make with timber, canvas, stone, or sticks.
And the parts so carefully constructed build a sailboat --
But in the end you'll find you're still our prisoner, Number Six.
Chorus:
Let's sit down and talk things through
Just Number Six and Number Two.
I can't believe you're mum about your recent resignation
So won't you tell me all about it; we want in-for-ma-tion.
Lyrics: Copyright 2004, Rich Brown
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