Where’s the method to the madness?
Slip me sedatives and sadness
The lights are on
But nobody’s home

There’s a killer in the window
A rocket blowing out smoke
We wave and smile
To the billionaire on the Moon

Beam me up, beam me up
In your space seduction machine

My number’s up, the time has come
Resigned, I lift my hands up in defeat

Because we can’t agree
What to believe
If this is where
This is where
If this is where
This is where
We’re meant to be

Another storm in a teacup
Twist me round your little finger
My bloodshot eyes are tired
But I can see

The fire in the ocean
Clap our hands in slow motion
It’s a rapturous applause
For the wolf dressed like a sheep

Beam me up, beam me up
In your space seduction machine

My number’s up, the time has come
The world’s getting smaller from the backseat

And we can't agree
What to believe
This is where
If this is where
This is where
If this is where
I'm meant to be