They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants - Dr. Evil lyrics
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Evil Evil is his one and only name Evil In his mind there is no other game When your name is Evil that is good Or so you think But you're so very wrong It's evil But being wrong is right So then you're good again Which is the evilest thing of all Do you find his subtle ways invite you Does he excite you? If his contradictions should attract you Should he distract you Heaven help you then You're finished, it's the end There'll be no retrieval From the evil The evil he will do He's evil He's Dr. Evil His name is Evil