Pancake Karma

Pancake Karma
They fell out the navy night with smiles of stone.
Walking 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 buning of the bright young things.
Not a penny on them,
but they had expensive needs.
Flying down hot city streets.
Country and a city mouse.
Found an old Dutch pancake house.
Ordered a plate of syrupy lies.
Yeah, they ate them all up
and licked the the plate dry.
Ordered eight, left without paying.
Syrupy, syrupy lies.
Ran down the streets with pancake Gods saying
''We can see you guilty, guilty eyes.''
Tonight a pancake thief 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 pays 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 God lost and ended up in Leighton Stone.
Other missed the train, lost his wallet.
Man bag and his phone, 60 pounds spents
on black cab all the way back home.
All the way back home.
Oh, all the way back home.
Gods chirped,
''Oh, you're not smug anymore.
Karma kicked your butt real good.
The next timeyou try making a runner for the door;
Don't be tight and; Just pay for your food.
Don't be tight and; 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 is coming for you.
Drunk kids never pays for food.
Gives the pancake Gods a foul mood.
Pancake karma is come-
is coming for you.