Crank up the High School assembly
You plucked the ruby from her crown
You laid her body out to dry
You're much too dim to explain that
A possession like any other kind
Now your karma's coming down
Only she read the lyric to your lie
Your simple skull's gonna shatter
Now your karma's coming down
Now you're really getting high
You shot her down with a cap gun
I've got a right to reclaim that
Blanks in your thanks for the memory
Now you're really getting high
You had no clue how to love one
You're the bastard embalmed in disaster, disaster
Now you're really getting high
Crank up the High School assembly
Crank up the High School assembly
Now your karma's coming down
Now you're really getting high
Wrong vs. right doesn't matter
Now your karma's coming down
