I put you up upon a toilet stool It's much too late for clowns to run and mine So even if the commies come And even if the world divides I'm nowhere to go home, no I dilated my pupil today I'm so blind Fine me no more, new men to tow the line When faults in California go And flags are raised to draw the line I don't care to force divide Out of sight and out mind Out of luck and out of time Much easier to find yourself when you're alone I've regained my view to finally take what's mine Somewhere no one nowhere could be some time When Patagonia finally dries And fools of nature want the sky Then we'll bear to wonder why Out of youth and out of lies Out of suits and out of ties Much easier to wind yourself when you're alone