Karma Boomerang

Let’s go down and see the man
throw some coins in the Karma Boomerang.
We’re going to Grey Dog.
Somewhere down on Carmine st.
Throw flowers in the air
and slowly come awake.
Let’s go down and see the man
throw some coins in the Karma Boomerang.
Above us drunken birds
news filled with bloody murders.
Skylines and broken words.
You take your crystal pill
you get an instant thrill
you get your cup refilled and slowly come away.
Let’s go down and see the man
throw some coins in the Karma Boomerang.
Is this the year that we will turn it on it’s side,
and lead a stationary life.
Let’s go down and see the man
throw some coins in the Karma Boomerang.
Karma is a boomerang