I've built Utopia today,

In my treehouse in the woods.

It's made of purple, blue and grey,

And ninety-seven neighbourhoods.

Some peace, some place, some lace and silk,

Some smile and sunshine too,

A truck respect, and luck, perfect,

A drop of superglue.

I'll need a queen to rule up there.

So? Can I count on you?

Until heaven's a place on earth,

I've other things to do.