Green Karma

Tomorrow never comes
Yesterday has been shed
Today karma hums
I’ll rest when I am dead

Forgive me for what I say
Sometimes I speak the truth
If you haven’t had your way
It’s me you’ll have to shoot.

Oh, the grass so green
Goes up in lucid flames
Now the world I’ve seen
Plays psychological games

You won’t allow the grass
You can shoot me nonetheless
Today Karma’s verdict will pass
Burn whatever the world says

He who adorns a smoky crown!
Pays the piper before sundown!


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