Utopia

There's no sense in singing 'bout injustice
'cause there ain't no injustice left.
There's no sense in singing 'bout society
'cause society went deaf.
There's no sense in singing 'bout conviction
'cause all we think identically.
And there's no sense in singing 'bout injustice
'cause no one's been unjust to me.

'cause the world is utopia and there are no problems here.
'cause the world is utopia and it's spinning like a smiling drunk.

There's no sense in singing 'bout the future
'cause the future is here today.
There's no sense in singing 'bout the old days
'cause the past has gone away.
There's no sense in being any different,
'cause we all vote and all wear grey.
And there's no sense in singing 'bout the leaders
'cause they all lead the same bright way.

'cause the world is utopia and there are no problems here.
'cause the world is utopia and it's spinning like a smiling drunk.

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