Karmakontot [English translation]

True are my words, ladies and gentlemen

Yeah we can make things up. We can make things up

Yeah we can just make things up. Yeah we can just make things up.

Yeah, we can just... yeah, we can just...

I do it several times a day, well I do mean well,

Well I do mean good, what I mean is, I mean

If God is sitting up there with some sort of polygraph

I'm making waves on his paper like a storm in a glass.

If you do something you know it comes back

You are allowed to feel the heat of regret and anguish

When the karma account is overdrawn, it's complicated

But I know I'll be served my share of it all.

For honesty is the best policy

I wish it could always be that simple

But I'm a bastard withdrawing more

Yeah, I admit it now but I don't really want to.

Refr:

No-one can lie like us, or what do you think?

I think it's like some kind of

sick type of tragicomic, and we're tumbling towards it

It goes in the karma account

I told Lisa I was stuck in a meeting,

but in reality I was having a coffee with Pia from Gothenburg

And Peter told me he was at a family dinner

But Ali saw him with a girl at [the restaurant] Gräddhyllan ["The Cream Rack"]

And my sis wondered why I hadn't shown up

I said I would have phoned but my battery had died

And Dad told me that his health was good

But the doctor phoned Mum with a different version

And Fiddy sells crack and carries a gun

And Diddy drops raps 'cause it's his passion

And Bush said Saddam was busy building weapons

And Cheney certainly wouldn't cash in on it

And I told my book keeper that I had a fever,

but was still in the bar numbing my liver

Cause you stand behind the truth, hide behind lies

Oh s*** I probably lie even in my dreams.

I lie to myself as if I have no idea, I'm

The most gullible in a 15 mile radius

If all I know is that I don’t know anything

Then this whole truth thing is a terrible fit.

So I build castles of air with bridges of air between them

But in my imagination it’s so rare that

lies flow away, the truth remains.

Between me, I and we it’s a triple morality

And record low levels of truth found in the north

The hardest facts we can ignore

That we stand there and rock between the real and the fake

We’re hypocrites, we exaggerate, we season and salt it

And I speak the truth even when I lie

Sometimes get a conscience, but sometimes just enjoy.

I can just make things up

Spit a load of scams

Yeah you can make things up, we can build a curtain

That's how we live pretend so

yeah, I can just make things up

and you can just make things up

We can make things up

We can build a curtain

That's how we live pretend so...

• Artist:Timbuktu