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?