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The Evil

from Prolusion Plus by Delusionists

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lyrics

Ben Black:

I always try to make out, like I'm somehow better than the rest,
Like I deserve an S up on my chest,
But I fell into the pleasures of the flesh, and yes I'm on a quest,
For incredible wealth, like I'm possessed by the Devil himself.
Truth be told, I'm just another ruthless soul
On the pursuit for gold, my heart's cold like the feeling
Of putting metal to flesh,
And you deserve the best so don't don't settle for less.
Listen, I've gotta get some shit off my chest, there's stuff I gotta confess,
'Cause I'm a sucker for the opposite sex
Or any tarted-up dog in a dress, not ordinarily
I'm talking after 9 or 10 bottles of Becks,
And then I get the beer goggle effects and can't shake it,
Watching girls shake it, waking up the next morning and we're naked.
I vacate the place when I realise my shameful mistake but it's too late.
It's too late, I did the dastardly deed, how many chances I need?
I am a bastard indeed.
And you deserve better than me, so go to college, get your degree
And please forgive me for the evil.

Chantelle:

'Cause it's the evil that men do.
When they deceive and offend you.
And then they leave and pretend to
Not give a damn about a thing, about a thing.

Ben Black:

And you can blame it on the male condition,
Why you're pouring out your heart, and we fail to listen,
Like "Bitch, stay in the kitchen!"
That's why we think something like that is funny to say,
Then backtrack when you're running away.
That's why we leave you at home,
And got a load of numbers that we don't delete from our phone.
Just in case we've got an evening alone,
We can call Lisa from the other week if we're in need of a bone.
(That's right). No that's wrong.
And we can try to sort it out but that's long.
Especially when your father figure,
Was a lardy-arsed lager swigger,
How you ended up the same, it ain't hard to figure.
We can't break the cycle,
'til we find the right one to dedicate our life to,
But until then, I guess we take the the Michael,
And continue to hurt you. Please be alert to the evil.

Chantelle:

'Cause it's the evil that men do.
When they deceive and offend you.
And then they leave and pretend to
Not give a damn about a thing, about a thing.
About a thing...

Ben Black:

I guess I like you 'cause you're kinda streetwise, but you got a sweet side,
A petite size, but it's never hard to meet guys is it?
Bet they get lost in them caramel eyes
That make a fella tell a barrel of lies just to get in your thighs.
But I'm hoping I don't have-ta,
Put on such an act they'll nominate me for the BAFTA of the best supporting actor,
And you could be my leading lady.
And maybe later if you feel it we'll conceive a baby.
In fact, fuck it, let's get married today.
I know, I know - I'm getting carried, but as a man I should say
That I got a girl, and she's away a lot
I'm hoping if I break it off then maybe you could take her spot?
That kinda harsh right? I can't help it if you're sexy as hell,
You're body smelling like the scent of Chanel,
But does my temperature swell and adrenalin
Because I lust for your feminine touch, or is that I'm getting a crush?
Nah, it feels deeper than that.
I think about you when I'm sleeping and that.
And even when I'm wide awake I'm day dreaming and that,
Staring at my screen, wondering if we were attached
Then, would you have my back?
And put me back on track?
If I was acting like a twat how would you react?
Would you throw my clothes on the floor,
Just because I talk more sarky than a rice wine connosieur?
And I don't what the future will bring,
But I know that every queen needs a suitable king,
And I know that me and you could have a beautiful thing
And live a life, long and peaceful.
If I can overcome the evil.

credits

from Prolusion Plus, released May 3, 2010
DBF (the intro); Ben Black (the beat, the verses); Chantelle (the chorus)

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