The plagiarist The lover boy in me Falling down We thought we made the right decision We made a list We crossed our t's Made calculations Scouted the streets Though we still hit the ground We'd all been hearing something else for years It was a great big sound So we closed our eyes She stole some words We re-considered I worked it out The sound got bigger And we knew what we'd found What we'd found We packed up our provisions and our gear And said goodbye Counting down as we crossed our fingers Ten days aloft The big ring started Un-manned controls Over the problems To late to turn back now Turn back now The sound machine was going down The sound machine was going down Higher