Utopia, Utopia, Utopia
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Welcome to Utopia
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Planet of your wildest dreams
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Where everbody drives a Cadillac car
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And the streets are paved with hamburgers
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And the rivers run with Watney's draught Red Barrel
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Utopia, where all your needs are catered for
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Anticipated, calculated
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All your wants are monitored, programmed, computer formulated
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We know you will be very happy here
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Nobody has complained
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Yet......
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Utopia '84
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| Hawkwind |
