You Must Be Evil - Chris Rea

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 
You must be evil 
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 
Oh 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 
You must be evil 
Evil 
You must be evil 
You must be evil 
You must be evil 
Evil 
Evil 
You must be evil