Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boomerang Theory, artist - Gym Class Heroes.
Date of issue: 08.07.2007
Song language: English
Boomerang Theory |
The other night I got arrested by the carma police, and beat down. |
And didn’t bother waitin' for me recipt, lowered my feet and hit town. |
They say what goes around, comes around, and I have found that thats real. |
Cause even with a stomache filled with chill pills, I still feel ill. |
The other night I got arrested by the Carma Coppers, and tossed in the back of |
a sarcastic pattywagon, and beaten bloody, buddy. |
And I didn’t resist, I knew I had it comin' to me, and didn’t get pissed when |
they issued the summits to me. |
For years, and years an ear affected ignorance, |
and peers, and peers that listened so well. |
And for tears, and tears I tasted for the influence, im still here on thie pier, |
for fear of settin' sail. |
Evidence proved I let paranoia get the best of me. |
I gave my girl a little, and let my friends recive the rest of me. |
So here I am with nothin' empty pockets, 20 stock tips, a stick of gum, |
and far too many dreams of havin' somthin, so this is for the frogs that felt |
the wrath of my firecrackers, and all the roached that I stomped with no |
reguard, and all the candy that got stolen from the corner store, |
im really sorry, being human’s kinda hard. |
I got arrested by the Carma Police, and beat down. |
And didn’t bother waiting |
for my recipt, I lowered my feet, and skipped town. |
They say what goes around, |
comes around, and I have found that that’s real. |
Cause even with a stomache |
filled with chill pills, I still feel ill. |
Okay, okay, okay this is what I get, I mean no disrespect, but ill accept these |
charges, you can keep your bleed bargains, pardoned. |
I made this machine, |
and every rusty cock thats in it, and gave you the dreams, just wait a cotton |
pickin' minute. |
The time, the time, left over on my dinner plate, the crimes, |
the crimes, committed as a youth. |
Im fine, im fine, just let me re-evaluate, |
im innosent, dont belive me? |
Well, heres the proof. |
I’ve been that model citizen, paper route, and all. |
Small to look obscouraged, |
and tall enough to play basketball, I had to fall just to stand and realize, |
im just a man. |
So here I am in handcuffs, this shit that makes a man tough, so this is for the |
farmers, that me and Matt soaked with our water guns, and all the animals that |
died cause we we’re bored. |
And all the girls with broken hearts, im truly sorry, |
I learned my lesson im confessin', hit record. |
I got arrested by the Carma Police, and beat down. |
And didnt bother waiting for |
my recipt, I lowered my feet and skipped town. |
They say what goes around, |
and I have found that that’s real. |
Cause even with a stomache filled with |
chill pills, I still feel ill. |