We figured out a way to single out stars in the galaxy
To turn a newspaper gray with the smell of heavy ink
Not a single idea is new, doesn't belong to you
Everybody's looking for you
Everybody's counting on you
Put it to use
The simple unfolds into a mess of complexity
Powder coat black, the smell of heavy iron
Not a single idea is new, doesn't belong to you
But everybody's looking for you
Everybody's counting on you
Count on a wild eyed look around
Count on a wild eyed look around
Time and space -- we've got time to kill
Count on a wild eyed look around
Red hot wire -- electricity
Chromed out, the smell of gasoline
Not a single idea is new, doesn't belong to you
Still everybody's looking for you
Everybody's counting on you
Count on a wild eyed look around
Count on a wild eyed look around
Time and space -- we've got time to kill
Count on a wild eyed look around
Count on a wild eyed look around
Count on a wild eyed look around
Time and space -- we've got time to kill
Count on a wild eyed look around
