I see you in the dark Corner of the street Comin' after me, yeah Headlights on full-beam Comin' down the fast lane Comin' after me You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around Blowin' holes in everythin' Thatcher's children See you on the way back down Drooling looney tunes Movin' in a swarm Movin' in a swarm You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around Na-da-da-da-da-da Na-da-da-da-da-da, yeah Na-da-da-da-da-da Na-da-da-da-da-da, yeah Nowadays I get panicked I cease to exist I have ceased to exist I feel absolutely nothin' The words are out of ink The words you know are out of ink You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around You follow me around Na-da-da-da-da-da Na-da-da-da-da-da, yeah Na-da-da-da-da-da Na-da-da-da-da-da, yeah