Utopian Reds

I was searching for the first thing that would appear in my mind
Our political and economic conditions were the only things that I could find
If we had the means of production then I know what we would do
Let's paint this blue world black and red until that which should be becomes true
The police chief is in a limousine
Running away from our guillotine
We are singing the utopian blues in the key of C
We are singing "we want it all"
The police chief is in a limousine
Running away from our guillotine
We will communalize the land and all industries
When the summer turns to fall
I would be lying if I told that I was trying to follow the law
The means of freedom were dying, that was the last thing that I saw
Before I found a way to run away from the castle of undead vampires
There is not enough water in this entire galaxy to quell our revolutionary fires
The police chief is in a limousine
Running away from our guillotine
We are singing the utopian blues in the key of C
We are singing "we want it all"
The police chief is in a limousine
Running away from our guillotine
We will communalize the land and all industries
When the summer turns to fall