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
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 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