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Marina & The Diamonds

Pancake Karma

 

Pancake Karma


They fell out to the navy night
With smiles of stone
Walking down roads that glittered
with winter light and snow

Linking thin arms, they swam a sea, a soul sea
Gleefully cackling, bitter and twisted
Burning like golden rings
It was the burning of the bright young things

Not a penny on them, but they had expensive needs
Flying down hot city streets
Country and the city mouse
Found an old Dutch pancake house
Ordered a plate of syrupy lies

Yeah they ate them all up and licked the plate dry
Ordered eight, left without paying
Syrupy syrupy lies

Ran down the streets with pancake gods saying
"We can see your guilty, guilty eyes"
Tonight a pancake theif dies

Run as fast as you can, run as fast as you can
Run as fast as you can, as fast as you can
As fast as you can

Because pancake karma is coming for you
Pancake karma is coming for you
Drunk kids never pay for food
Gives the gods a foul mood
Pancake karma is come is coming for you

Sleepy when the drinks are magical winds
Parting winds of the bright things
Split them apart, cement on their wake
To places where the pancake gods wait

One got lost and ended up in Leighton Stone
Other missed the train, lost his wallet
Man bag and his phone
60 Pounds spent on a black cab all the way home
All the way back home
Oh, all the way back home

Gods chirped, "Oh you're not so smug anymore
Karma kicked your butt real good!
The next time you try making a runner for the door
Don't be tight; just pay for your food
Don't be tight; just pay for your food"

Run as fast as you can, run as fast as you can
Run as fast as you can, as fast as you can
As fast as you can

Because pancake karma is coming for you
Pancake karma will always ring true
Drunk kids never pay for food
Gives the pancake gods a foul mood
Pancake karma is come-, is come-, is coming for you

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