evil men No baby dolls, no teddy bears No lullabies for them Every mother's nightmare Will it ever end Suffer The Little Children At the hands of evil
evil men No baby dolls, no teddy bears, no lullabies for them Every mother's nightmare, will it ever end? Suffer the little children at the hands of evil
Armageaddon, the end of your life on whatever's in his range Never mind the notion of savin the lives of your friends Your sister, your cousins, your mother
As I walk beneath the valley I shall fear no evil For thanks to King George And his rainbow cabinet Today murder is legal God, I know that it's wrong
under Ambient Sleeve Information: ------------------- Composed Compiled and Collated by the KLF The KLF would like to thank Evil Graham Lee, Elvis Presley
Black Woman, mother of my earth Black Woman, you gave me birth You can truly see what's in me You can help me be the best that I can be You feed my fire
the feelin, will keep on lastin A shot rings out and a young girl hits the ground Someone wasn't in the mood for playin around The mother cries as she
horrid death The proudest men forget their pride They cry in pain immense Praying to be spared But your god seems not to care Mothers, daughters, fathers
homey We never stopping, we keeping all you bitches dropping homey (You never know) And you people are evil, believe me I can see through and he got an evil
When I was just a little baby boy My Mama used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my Daddy was an evil man She used to tell me he hated
Each region breed some emcees that wanna be, which means they wanna breath our air With these ideas, anybody thinkin' that the game don't need The bad and the evil
f-cking tiger in my bathroom I am f-cking high, high, high, high Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother Me and Vicious on 'shrooms Call us the
the chance to ever meet you Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds Evil deeds, while I plant these evil
can't figure out if it?s lust Or it's love is what?s attracting us to each other They say that every man grows up to marry his own mother Which would
threw me out the Ramada Inn I said it wasn't me, I got a twin Oh my god it's you! Not again It all started when my mother took my bike away 'Cuz I murdered
through em, put the heat to em Be careful you might get what you ask for Chorus 2X [Em] The Bad.. the Evil.. The Bad.. the Evil..
I see is racist faces Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under, I wonder what it takes to make this One better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil
to have, stack all the cabbage From constructin' a drug traffic Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in Aramians so I resort the evil