follow that man

you take one part buddha, and two parts cat, run them through your computer, and that's where he's at, some say he's ruthless, and some say he's a saint, they tell you he's innocent, i tell you he aint, i hear him think, i follow his flight, i'd know that footstep, in the darkest of nights, i follow that man, he's a creature of stealth, don't run with the mob, won't stop at nothing, till he finishes the job, i hear him out there laughing, when he knows i'm closing in, i feel the desperation, of the fool within, he's like your shadow, you can stop it dead, but when you go to take him, he's a step ahead, i follow that man, (i follow from a distance, as he appears, between the darkness and the light, meeted curtains part, he takes a drink, he takes a smoke, takes a paper, he takes me along for the ride, i snatch his bag, we go deeper, into the quarter, through a rain slaked dampness into an alley, the smell of garbage and perfume, brick by brick, his woman meets me, but it doesn't matter, anyway, whose chasing who, i'm just holding the bag), i hear him out there laughing, when he knows i'm closing in, i feel the desperation, i hear him think, i follow his flight, i'd know that footstep, in the darkest of nights, i follow that man, i follow that man, i watch him smoke, i watch him drink, i follow that man, i follow that man