Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything   Flies by fine, mind goes on holiday   In its stead, clicking along the curb   Clucking tongues how could they have the nerve      There is hardly a method you know      It's a broken poem, started up yesterday   And it came true now, mind was on holiday   It's an open road will we soon see the end   It's an open book, a story to tell the band      There is hardly a method you know      It's a storm faced cloud, hanging in dystrophy   It's a cold, base clown laughing at enemies   It's a rough wild world could you please chaperone   It's a mind field trip, oh leave it the fuck alone      This is hardly the method you know      There's a purple pain strangling yesterday   There's a purple stain spattered on interstates   It's an awkward stage grasping at anything   Cause it's lost the page   Can't find a word to say   But they want you to   Oh they want you to   Yes they want you too   Oh they want you, too      Broken plates on dirty highways   Pave the way for alien grace      There is hardly a method you know