Voltaire When Youre Evil

When the Devil is too busy And death s a bit too much They call on me by name, you see For my special touch To the gentlemen, I m Miss Fortune To the ladies, I m Sir Prize But call me by any name Anyway, it s all the same I m the fly in your soup I m the pebble in your shoe I m the pea beneath your bed I m a bump on every head I m the peel on which you slip I m a pin in every hip I m the thorn in your side Makes you wriggle and writhe And it s so easy when you re evil This is the life, you see The Devil tips his hat to me I do it all because I m evil And I do it all for free Your tears are all the pay I ll ever need While there s children to make sad While there s candy to be had While there s pockets left to pick While there s grannies left to trip down the stairs I ll be there, I ll be waiting round the corner It s a game, I m glad I m in it Cause there s one born every minute And it s so easy when you re evil This is the life, you see The Devil tips his hat to me I do it all because I m evil And I do