Well she said she was a friend who
Came a long way all alone
Had a dream but it doesn't cover
Had to ask where you come from
Well my mind is now all made up
And I don't wanna follow you around
And I don't wanna follow you around
And I don't wanna chase what can't be found
Bottom feeders crawling
And their sights are underground
And the bottom-dollar babies
Had me pushing through the crowd
There's an outfit, Able Music
Big feeling in the sky
The electric church of Heaven
And they're angels in disguise
She asked me to go with her
And I don't want it too differently
Sold the horse and the trailer
And now I believe that I
Stop me up, stop my tongue and
Bite the words right off my mouth
"Run away," somebody told me
They was already in my house
Come around, gone again and I'll find ya
And I don't wanna follow you around
I don't wanna have to chase you
And I don't wanna run away
Follow you around
And I don't wanna follow you around
And I don't wanna follow you around
And I don't wanna follow you around
Again, away again
Away again
Away again
Won't follow