Текст You Must Be Evil Chris Rea

I come home from work

I see my little girl

Shes crying on the floor

Shes been watching that tv

This aint late no, this aint even dinner time

To show them things on that screen

Whats wrong with you

You must be evil

Oh I know why you do it

Youre just looking for sensation

You got a hold of something

You tell us that its news

You dont have to show that stuff

Cant you show us some respect

You can tell us we dont need to see it

We dont need those cheap effects

You must be evil

You must be evil

I wish you were here

You dont have to show that stuff

You aint 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

Youre giving out some bad ideas here

I cant believe that you dont realise

You must be evil