Outrunning karm a, that boy He's such a charmer, all the
Bugs and their larva follow
Him out to Colorado
Ten-dozen hearts in a bag
Their bodies lyin', he'll drag
Them down to Colorado
A modern desperado
And he'll race for miles through the night
He runs because he knows he cannot hide
He's never gonna make it, all the
Poor people he's forsaken, karm a
Is always gonna chase him for his lies
It's just a game of waiting from the
Church steeple down to S atan karm a
There's really no escape until he di es