All you want is no way to changeNow two thousand and eightI drink milk-plus at the barWell it’s called the “Korova”Your droogs know that I’m annoyedIf something isn’t perfect for meMaybe my views are still utopian?But I’ll never be reformedBut I’ll never be reformedAll you want is no way to changeNow two thousand and eightI drink milk-plus at the barWell it’s called the “Korova”Your droogs know that I’m annoyedIf something isn’t perfect for meMaybe my views are still utopian?But I’ll never be reformedBut I’ll never be reformedAll you want is no way to changeNow two thousand and eightI drink milk-plus at the barWell it’s called the “Korova”Your droogs know that I’m annoyedIf something isn’t perfect for meMaybe my views are still utopian?But I’ll never be reformedBut I’ll never be reformedAll you want is no way to changeNow two thousand and eightI drink milk-plus at the barWell it’s called the “Korova”Your droogs know that I’m annoyedIf something isn’t perfect for meMaybe my views are still utopian?But I’ll never be reformedBut I’ll never be reformedAll you want is no way to changeNow two thousand and eightI drink milk-plus at the barWell it’s called the “Korova”Your droogs know that I’m annoyedIf something isn’t perfect for meMaybe my views are still utopian?But I’ll never be reformedBut I’ll never be reformed