Project 86 - Evil

Tekst :

(A chorus of resistance)

Everyone down on the floor
No sudden moves and lock the door
I’ve got this feeling I’m chasing
I’ll never rest until I find it
And I’ve been plotting away
In my heart every day
To put this plan into action
And though I try to resist
I find the thing is this:
Until I get it there’s no satisfaction

Chorus:
I want something you have
I want it oh so bad
Don’t move, hand it over
I won’t stop till it’s in my hands

Deep in the recess of every man
Is a thief, a robber, a criminal
Below the surface of every hero’s
An envy, a restless evil
And though I try to resist
I find the thing is this:
Until I get it there’s no satisfaction

(Repeat Chorus)

I want something you have
You must make my demands
Don’t move, hand it over
I won’t stop till it’s in my hands

(Evil, evil, evil, evil)

(Repeat Chorus)

Something you have
Something you have
Something you have
In my hands

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    Call the police

    I m done, shoot your gun
    I think it s time to take it back to where we started from
    Your pain, my pain
    I write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again

    And all I see is a mass of confusion of who I am and what I gotta be

    Closed...

    I wonder

    Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
    Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
    Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
    Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
    Ooh

    Sneaking me in and out
    Everyday, any place
    Giving it all, oh oh

    Hold on

    [Chorus:]
    Hold on to your faith
    No matter what you been through
    I know he ll make a way
    If you just hang on
    Just a little longer
    Come on hold, hold, hold on
    To your faith

    I know that you have asked yourself
    Will things ever change

    Scorched earth erotica

    Sunset, expect
    This to be your last with Our vast return
    As Death is set
    At three sixes where hill-beacons burn

    Darkness, undress
    Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar
    Blood-red, yet still unfed
    Lips distend ending, time to falter

    Josephine Baker

    I was watching TV late last night
    And a scene transported me
    Long gone figures came back to life
    In a documentary
    Though I saw them dance for joy
    I was sad I missed that show
    If I had a time machine
    I know just where I d go

    CHORUS
    I was born too late to see Josephine Baker
    Dancing...