I thought I had left it behind
In another [bad word] time
When boys were boys, girls were girls
And faces were hard to find

IT FOLLOWED ME

All the stupid thinking
Stupid people thought
 [bad word] that we lived by
The friends that we bought
The [bad word] with a strong arm
In the shape of floating friends
The young ladies and their secrets
In the soap that never ends

IT FOLLOWED ME

I thought I had [bad word] it
When I crossed the tracks
I thought I had gotten away
When it tapped me on the back

IT FOLLOWED