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| Chris Rea Road To Hell You Must Be Evil I come home from work I see my little girl She's crying on the floor She's been watching that tv This ain't late no, this ain't even dinner time To show them things on that screen What's wrong with you You must be evil Oh i know why you do it You're just looking for sensation You got a hold of something You tell us that it's news You don't have to show that stuff Can't you show us some respect You can tell us we don't need to see it We don't need those cheap effects You must be evil You must be evil I wish you were here You don't have to show that stuff You ain't fooling no-one You made my little girl cry I wish you were here We all know why you do it Sometimes you even slow it down You're giving out some bad ideas here I can't believe that you don't realise You must be evil |
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