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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeKarma Police
Karma police, arrest this man, he talks in mathsHe buzzes like a fridge, he's like a detuned radioKarma police, arrest this girl, her Hitler hairdo, is making me feel illAnd we have crashed her partyThis is what you get, this is what you getThis is what you get, when you mess with usKarma police, Ive given all I can, its not enoughIve given all I can, but were still on the payrollThis is what you get, this is what you getThis is what you get, when you fuck with herAnd for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfShit! for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfI'm afraid that I...I'm afraid that I...I'm afraid that I, I lost myself, I myself.
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