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Evil, In The BagThey ain't got a reason, to make you want to sighJealousy and treason, the fire gets you high 5-knuckle shuffle, will you get to the point, Missed the bus and you ran out of luck And the patience wore thinner as they ruined the joint I like to be kissed before i...1, 2, 3, 4 See no light, get it right Your virtues are a drag, Pardon our assumption, Your evil's in a bag There will be a season, when everything must die So count your minutes pleasing, The fire in your eye God only knows what you're doing at night You made the train and the top of the list, So the devil threw a party, everyone came She likes to be asked before she's kissed Room full of sinners on a Saturday night The joint jumped and The Cursed threw a fist And the party fizzled, room had the groove, Who cares if she wants to be kissed See no light, get it right Your virtues are a drag, Pardon our assumption, Your evil's in a bag |