mine can see, all the evil surroundin' me So what I'm 'posed ta do, when I can see right through? Expose the lies and snatch the sheets, fight the evil
they mind Everybody got opinions but don't know the time 'Cause Amerikkka's been took - it's plain to see The oldest trick in the book is make an enemy A phony evil
(Paris Edvinson / Marianne Flynner) I met her at the airport, we talked on the plane She saw that I was downcast and said it was a shame. I gave her
, burn away the Christmas tree Best friends sometimes steal the gifts they give He used to chase me round from London town Christmas Day, New York, Paris
a tapping Up like, "What?", this thunder Clapping in my brain like graphic Halflings Staffing me, I put down Milton Cell phone mute like Paris Hilton
tapping. Up like, "What?", this thunder clapping in my brain like graphic Halflings. Staffing me, I put down Milton. Cell phone mute like Paris Hilton
came a tapping Up like, "What?", this thunder clapping In my brain like graphic half lings Staffing me, I put down Milton Cell phone mute like Paris
you with false imprisonment for keeping me Trapped in the projects and the jury finds you guilty on all accounts And you are to serve the consequences of your evil
you with false imprisonment for keeping me Trapped in the projects And the jury finds you guilty on all accounts And you are to serve the consequences of your evil
keeping Dr. Evil at bay Women want him, men will want to beat him In the snap of a flash, he's a gas, gas, gas London, Stockholm, Paris and Rome He'
of the evil eye We are never alone Uncivilized My high civilization Are you ready for My high civilization? Are you ready for My high civilization? Civilization New York, Paris
beastie Cause on the street they do as we influenced by what we see And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once again That's why the Enemy is down with Paris
a man or woman Book book book book book I could write a book about Wife who don't know where to teach like chalk (?) Or Tu Pac or Paris or the Rebel
Politician and a stewardess Underneath the monuments and the moon He talked of national security She talked of Paris in June (chorus) The lucky ones
American Poet characters 1 - Narrator 2 - Poet 3 - Wife 4 - Zarenda 5 - Employee 6 - Neighbour 7 - Policeman (Salem, Frisco, Prestwich) Evil
so To see my fate Offered up by hell?s own hand? My skin that once was golden brown Is cold and white as winter snow These evil points that
ask what is that Then we open the Times We're informed where it's at And we find...we're alone We're moral, you and I We stand for what's right We Slaughter all evil
Good guys only win in the movies Evil women telling stories There will never be another you, it's true Down and out in Paris city All the things are
