Outrunning Karma

Outrunning karma, that boy
 He's such a charmer, all the
 Bugs and their larva, follow
 Him out to Colorado
 Ten dozen hearts in a bag
 Their bodies lying, he'll drag
 Them down to Colorado
 A modern desperado
 And he'll race for miles through the night
 He runs because he knows he cannot hide
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 Outrunning karma, that boy
 Can't run no farther, it's the
 Last days of Sparta, follow
 Him down to meet Apollo
 Then he'll brace for battle in the night
 He'll fight because he knows he cannot hide
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la
 
 Outrunning karma, that boy
 He's such a charmer, all the
 Bugs and their larva, follow
 Him out to Colorado
 Ten dozen hearts in a bag
 Their bodies lying, he'll drag
 Them down to Colorado
 A modern desperado
 And he'll race for miles through the night
 He runs because he knows he cannot hide
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 Outrunning karma, that boy
 Can't run no farther, it's the
 Last days of Sparta, follow
 Him down to meet Apollo
 Then he'll brace for battle in the night
 He'll fight because he knows he cannot hide
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la
 He's never gonna make it, all the
 Poor people he's forsaken, karma
 Is always gonna chase him for his lies
 It's just a game of waiting, from the
 Church steeple down to Satan, karma
 There's really no escaping 'til he dies
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la-la-la-la
 La-la