Текст песни Now That`s What I Call Music! - Karma Police
Now That`s What I Call Music! - Karma Police слова песни
Karma police, arrest this manHe talks in mathsHe buzzes like a fridgeHe`s like a detuned radioKarma police, arrest this girlHer Hitler hairdo isMaking me feel illAnd we have crashed her partyThis is what you getThis is what you getThis is what you get when you mess with usKarma PoliceI`ve given all I canIt`s not enoughI`ve given all I canBut we`re still on the payrollThis is what you getThis is what you getThis is what you get when you mess with usAnd for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfAnd for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfFor for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfFor for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfPhew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfIn the early version, the first verse went:Karma police arrest this girlShe stares at meAs if she owns the world andWe have crashed her party