Текст песни SOMETHING FOLLOWING ME - Procol Harum

While standing at the junction on 42nd Street
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet
Oh, I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down
The cause of the commotion is right there on the ground
Imagine my surprise
Thought I'd left it at home, yeah
But there's no doubt about it, it's my own tombstone
I went into a shop, bought a loaf of bread
I sank my teeth into it, thought I'd bust my head
Oh, I dashed to the dentist, "Hey, hey, I've got an awful pain", yeah
This man looks in my mouth and screams, "This boy's insane"
Imagine my surprise
Thought I'd left it at home, yeah
There's a lump in my mouth of my own tombstone
I went in to see a movie, got the only empty seat
I tried to stretch out in it, something blocking my feet
Finally the lights came up and I could clearly see
A slab of engraved marble, just staring up at me
Ah, imagine my surprise
I thought I'd left it at home
There's no doubt I'm sitting on my own tombstone