| Song | Boomerang Theory |
| Artist | Gym Class Heroes |
| Album | Clothes Off!! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn't bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, ‽What goes around comes around†| |
| And I have found that that's real | |
| 'Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested by the karma coppers | |
| Tossed in the back of sarcastic patty wagon and beaten bloody, buddy | |
| And I didn't resist I knew I had it coming to me | |
| I didn't get pissed when they issued the summons to me | |
| For years and years [Incomprehensible] ignorance | |
| The peers and peers that listened so well | |
| And for tears and tears I tasted more than influence | |
| I'm still here on this pier for fear of setting sail | |
| Evidence proved I let paranoia get the best of me | |
| I gave my girl a little and let my friends receive the rest of me | |
| So her I am with nothing, empty pockets, twenty stock tips | |
| A stick of gum and far too many dreams of having something | |
| So this is for the frogs that felt the wrath of my firecrackers | |
| And all the roaches that I stomped with no regard | |
| And all the candy that got stolen from the corner store | |
| I'm really sorry, being human is kind of hard | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn't bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, ‽What goes around comes around†| |
| And I have found that that's real | |
| 'Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| Okay, okay, okay | |
| This is what I get, I mean no disrespect but | |
| I'll accept these charges, you can keep your plea bargains, pardon | |
| I made this machine and every rusty cog-nance in it | |
| And gave you the dreams just wait a cotton picking minute | |
| The time, the time left over on my dinner plate | |
| The crimes, the crimes committed as a youth | |
| I'm fine, I'm fine, just let me reevaluate | |
| I'm innocent, don't believe me? Well, here's the proof | |
| I've been that model citizen, paper route and all | |
| Small enough to look up skirts to tall enough to play basketball | |
| I had to fall just to stand and realize I'm just a man | |
| So here I am in handcuffs the shit that makes a man tough | |
| So this is for the farmers we have mass soaked with our water guns | |
| And all the animals that died 'cuz we were bored | |
| Then all the girls with broken hearts I'm truly sorry | |
| I learned my lesson, I'm confessing, hit record | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn't bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, ‽What goes around comes around†| |
| And I have found that that's real | |
| 'Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn't bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, ‽What goes around comes around†| |
| And I have found that that's real | |
| 'Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested by the karma coppers | |
| Tossed in the back of sarcastic patty wagon and beaten bloody, buddy | |
| And I didn' t resist I knew I had it coming to me | |
| I didn' t get pissed when they issued the summons to me | |
| For years and years Incomprehensible ignorance | |
| The peers and peers that listened so well | |
| And for tears and tears I tasted more than influence | |
| I' m still here on this pier for fear of setting sail | |
| Evidence proved I let paranoia get the best of me | |
| I gave my girl a little and let my friends receive the rest of me | |
| So her I am with nothing, empty pockets, twenty stock tips | |
| A stick of gum and far too many dreams of having something | |
| So this is for the frogs that felt the wrath of my firecrackers | |
| And all the roaches that I stomped with no regard | |
| And all the candy that got stolen from the corner store | |
| I' m really sorry, being human is kind of hard | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| Okay, okay, okay | |
| This is what I get, I mean no disrespect but | |
| I' ll accept these charges, you can keep your plea bargains, pardon | |
| I made this machine and every rusty cognance in it | |
| And gave you the dreams just wait a cotton picking minute | |
| The time, the time left over on my dinner plate | |
| The crimes, the crimes committed as a youth | |
| I' m fine, I' m fine, just let me reevaluate | |
| I' m innocent, don' t believe me? Well, here' s the proof | |
| I' ve been that model citizen, paper route and all | |
| Small enough to look up skirts to tall enough to play basketball | |
| I had to fall just to stand and realize I' m just a man | |
| So here I am in handcuffs the shit that makes a man tough | |
| So this is for the farmers we have mass soaked with our water guns | |
| And all the animals that died ' cuz we were bored | |
| Then all the girls with broken hearts I' m truly sorry | |
| I learned my lesson, I' m confessing, hit record | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested by the karma coppers | |
| Tossed in the back of sarcastic patty wagon and beaten bloody, buddy | |
| And I didn' t resist I knew I had it coming to me | |
| I didn' t get pissed when they issued the summons to me | |
| For years and years Incomprehensible ignorance | |
| The peers and peers that listened so well | |
| And for tears and tears I tasted more than influence | |
| I' m still here on this pier for fear of setting sail | |
| Evidence proved I let paranoia get the best of me | |
| I gave my girl a little and let my friends receive the rest of me | |
| So her I am with nothing, empty pockets, twenty stock tips | |
| A stick of gum and far too many dreams of having something | |
| So this is for the frogs that felt the wrath of my firecrackers | |
| And all the roaches that I stomped with no regard | |
| And all the candy that got stolen from the corner store | |
| I' m really sorry, being human is kind of hard | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| Okay, okay, okay | |
| This is what I get, I mean no disrespect but | |
| I' ll accept these charges, you can keep your plea bargains, pardon | |
| I made this machine and every rusty cognance in it | |
| And gave you the dreams just wait a cotton picking minute | |
| The time, the time left over on my dinner plate | |
| The crimes, the crimes committed as a youth | |
| I' m fine, I' m fine, just let me reevaluate | |
| I' m innocent, don' t believe me? Well, here' s the proof | |
| I' ve been that model citizen, paper route and all | |
| Small enough to look up skirts to tall enough to play basketball | |
| I had to fall just to stand and realize I' m just a man | |
| So here I am in handcuffs the shit that makes a man tough | |
| So this is for the farmers we have mass soaked with our water guns | |
| And all the animals that died ' cuz we were bored | |
| Then all the girls with broken hearts I' m truly sorry | |
| I learned my lesson, I' m confessing, hit record | |
| I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill | |
| The other night I got arrested | |
| By the karma police and beat down | |
| And didn' t bother waiting for my receipt | |
| Hopped on my feet and skipped town | |
| They say, What goes around comes around | |
| And I have found that that' s real | |
| ' Cuz even with a stomach filled | |
| With chill pills I still feel ill |