Boy, that's lotsa karma!

In Saturday's paper, you'll find a story on that grand, mysterious force, karma. Experts talk about what it is, what it isn't, and how you can get it.

The upshot is that karma's a little bit -- and mind you, only a little -- like cholesterol. There's good karma and bad karma, and it all builds up. But it's also like the cottage cheese you eat to get that cholesterol, and the cow that creates that cottage cheese, and -- well, just read the story.

But the one question I didn't tackle in the story is this: Just how much does Boy George deal with actual karma in Culture Club's 1980s-era hit "Karma Chameleon?"

The answer: Not much.

Here, courtesy LyricsFreak, are the lyrics for Culture Club's signature song -- a song that, by simply reading the lyrics, will lodge itself into your cerebral cortex for the next four days.

Desert loving in your eyes all the way
If I listen to your lies would you say
I'm a man without conviction
I'm a man who doesnt know
How to sell a contradiction
You come and go
You come and go

Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon
You come and go
You come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red, gold and green
Red, gold and green

Didnt hear your wicked words every day
And you used to be so sweet I heard you say
That my love was an addiction
When we cling our love is strong
When you go you're gone forever
You string along
You string along

(chorus)

Every day is like a survival
You're my lover not my rival
Every day is like a survival
You're my lover not my rival