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    Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine / Lyrics

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    "Evil" Lyrics

    Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine

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    He is the People's poet and all the people know it
    They've read his published stories in public lavatories
    In town and country locals he's Mr. Antisocial
    His violence does the talking those boots weren't made for walking

    He's a cold blooded vulture he won't respect your culture
    He's nothing like your good self he's come to burn your bookshelf
    He'll gobble up your children destroy what you've been building
    And when you're left to suffer he'll vivisect your mother
    He is the Lord and master of every war and disaster

    Every disease and famine, a piece of canning, planning
    Be was in Vietnam he is the Klu Klux Klan
    He was the child catcher he gave us Margaret Thatcher

    One day the Devil was in high good humor
    For he had created a mirror which made everything
    Good and beautiful, reflected in it shrink to almost nothing
    And everything bad and ugly, stand out more clearly than ever

    All the little imps who went to the Devil's school
    Ran around with the mirror, until there was nowhere
    And no one that had not been distorted in it
    The Devil was much amused and the mirror itself grinned wickedly

    Then the little imps decided to fly up to heaven to make fun of God
    And his angels, the higher they carried the mirror the more it grinned
    Until it was shaking so hard with laughter that it slipped out of their
    Hands and fell to earth where it broke into millions of pieces

    And then it caused even more trouble than before
    Because all the tiny splinters, scarcely the size of a grain of sand
    Went flying around the world and whenever a splinter flew
    Into anyone's eye, it had the same power as the whole mirror
    And made people see everything distorted

    Sometimes a splinter of glass even entered someone's heart
    Which was worst of all, for then that person's heart was turned to ice
    And by his royal appointment there'll be no more enjoyment

    There will be no more benders no service will be rendered
    The shops will not be open until he sees you broken
    You've got to give him credit the poor man's Norman Tebbitt
    Cruelty without beauty, beyond the call of duty

    And beyond my understanding I find it so demanding
    I wish I could forget it and be more apathetic
    It's just it bothers me so how anyone could be so evil
    This song was submitted on September 6th, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Stevie Wonder, Yvonne Wright.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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