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