Followed
Big brother was in my life
To an extreme extent
On the radio at all times
And from the TV again and again
So many people followed me
Everywhere I’d go
It was a grand conspiracy
To harass and give me woe
I was not hearing things
There were bugs in my head
That whispered to me constantly
And kept track of what I said
I made my way everyday
Suspicious as I went
And I considered an early grave
To make the turmoil end
I knew there was a way
To explain all my troubles
And I searched everyday
For the solution to my struggle
Then as I was followed
I slowly came to believe
That I was the president
And that’s why they followed me