I was young, stupid and broke
Needed something to read
Stuck it in my rucksack coz it wasn't cheap cheap cheap
I was on my way out
Then the buzzer went beep beep beep
Brass neck
Onlookers chuckled
In the store detectives grip
I was huckled
They ignored my pleas of please, don't phone the police
Then had a read
It was the stupidest theft that they de ever heard of
I just shoplifted the idiots guide to karma
They had to let me know they didn't want any drama
The police wouldn't jail me
Or even took the book
They just shrugged their shoulders and shot me a look
Worried that the bad vibes would rub off on them
And from theirs to theirs
And his to hers and there's to there's
I didn't understand
Till I read it on the train
Then the penny dropped on my one pound brain
I couldn't give it away, I couldn't give it away
Oh I wanna wake up in Tokyo
Somewhere the book would never know
Burning pages makes no difference
Burning pages cant ease no conscience
I couldn't give it away, couldn't give it away
The karma
They had to let me go they didn't want any drama
Using earplugs on the train
Blocking out the chaos
I need not a curer
Just silence from these voices
Today they speak in glowing terms about everyone
In fact as long as they all shut up
They ll be no need for that rock whats in my rucksack
Buried deep
From my deep sub-conscience and my childhood
Although now we barely speak speak speak speak