Busted Songtext
von Bomba

I think I got busted

Had my little black book encrusted
With a thousand silver flecks
And my mother was so disgusted
When she laid her eyes on the text
The sentence was evasive
But I think she got the gist
Some things I anticipated to lose in translation
But some things become a mess

I think I got busted

Received a mass of information
From the man in the red suit
And he guessed my destination
On account of my attitude
So I shifted my dimension to
A much higher plane
I thought I was protected
But he found me once again


Busted
I think I got busted
I know I got busted
I think I got busted

Alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Cursed is the walker
Who will never travel light
Celebrated talkers
Will they ever get it right?
One million dollar question
With my one percent reply
I was called upon to explain myself
I couldn′t tell 'em why

Busted
I think I got busted
I know I got busted
I think I got busted
Busted