Rubber Band Theory

Nobody knows about the future No one remembers the past Hey, ricochet Karma's coming for you Just like a boomerang Coming round with a debt that's due It's gyroscopic I'm rubber you're glue Everything you say Bounces off me And sticks to you It's gyroscopic No one remembers the future Nobody knows about the past Hey, ricochet Payment is coming to you You dropped an atom bomb Not just one, it had to be two All the things you say And the things you do Have a way of coming back to you It's gyroscopic