Song & Vocals: Dane Conover
Lyrics: Tom Carroll
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THE ROAD TO UTOPIA
What we feel,
Is more than real.
it's a power talk,
with a mass appeal.
Oh oh, on the road to Utopia
Oh oh, on the road to Utopia
Our vision is the new tradition.
A thought explosion and a crazy notion.
Of independence through more defenses,
No pretense, just like a real old time picket fence.
Oh yeah,
We clap our hands as we advance.
With out master plan, we stomp our feet.
No we won't stop, no we won't stop.
Until our world unity is complete.
Oh no, on the road to Utopia
Oh no, on the road to Utopia
We back Dubya, Dubya, money back Dubya,
Money back Dubya, guaranteed,
With a cushy life, we are so proud.
We're striking out at anything we want.
Cuz we've got the money now
We've got the money now
No Democrats around to slow us down.
We're reaching out across the world,
With our new decree, just listen to me!
Our vision is accomplished,
Can't you see?
Oh oh, on the road to utopia
Oh oh, on the road to utopia
Oh oh, on the road to utopia
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