Too late to nominate a hero
The ground is back to zero
A rapid hit or miss you say?
Too late to dominate the meagre
You're looking far too eager
The outset has just paved your way
If you lift me up, I will shout you down
If you clear it up, I will tear it down
If you lift me up, I will shout you down
If you clear it up, I will tear it down
Too late to detonate the miser
So he is none the wiser
Let the record jump and play
Too late to aggravate the backer
Who lunged at his attacker
The sceptic threw it all away
The drifter is inspired but he is shy and tired
Nomad of unsound mind, nothing is all he'll find
Notorious and homesick, anaemic, a critic
An author of the crowd, what does he say aloud?
Too late to pull down the attraction
That caused only a fraction
Of all the paranoia that day
Too late to pardon the infection
But now there's a connection
The Malady was yesterday
The drifter is inspired but he is shy and tired
Nomad of unsound mind, nothing is all he'll find
Notorious and homesick, anaemic, a critic
An author of the crowd, what does he say aloud?