Didn't mean to cause such a scandal
you were the bull I tried to handle
and when the [bad word] started to play
it was moving I must say

But if they cheered it wasn't for me

I learned to chase
and it wasn't my style
you'd outran me by many a mile
if you brought light
I blew out the candle

But if they cheered it wasn't for me
and all I feared you came to be

Here I stand full of vertigo
it was moving I must say
when the horns began to blow
the saddest song of all

But if they cheered it wasn't for me
oh what did [bad word] to be