Evil In My Chair
Yeah, there's evil in my chair
Yeah, there's evil in my chair
There's evil in my chair
He's simply sitting over there
There's evil in my chair
He's simply staring back at me
And he is watching my TV
Yeah, he is staring back at me
He wants to keep me company
Yeah, there's evil in my house
And he needs a ride downtown
Yeah, I got to give him a ride downtown
Yeah, I'm driving him downtown
Because he wants to hang around
And there's evil in my car
He's flicking ashes on my floor
He's flicking ashes on my floor
He's putting butts out on my floor
Because he knows just what I'm looking for
And there's evil in my car
And he keeps to the down low
But he don't like driving slow
He knows just where to go
Because he's always in the know
And evil's gonna drive a while
And I'm reeling from the fix
And a whiff can make me sick
At the time it did the trick
Now I don't care if the time ticks
And evil's gonna try to get me home
I get lost along the way
And there's nothing I can say
Yeah, I get lost along the way
A little farther every day
And evil won't admit a god damned thing
Yeah, evil got me home
And he thinks I shouldn't be alone
Until I'm better he'll be there
It's like he really seems to care
There's evil in my chair
Yeah, it doesn't matter where
I will find him waiting there
There's evil in my chair
Evil in my chair
Evil, evil in my chair, in my house
Evil in my house
Evil in my house
Evil in my house
Evil, evil gonna live in my house
Oh babe, evil, evil in my house
Sit in my chair, watch my TV
It doesn't bother me
Yeah, there's evil in my chair
There's evil in my chair
He's simply sitting over there
There's evil in my chair
He's simply staring back at me
And he is watching my TV
Yeah, he is staring back at me
He wants to keep me company
Yeah, there's evil in my house
And he needs a ride downtown
Yeah, I got to give him a ride downtown
Yeah, I'm driving him downtown
Because he wants to hang around
And there's evil in my car
He's flicking ashes on my floor
He's flicking ashes on my floor
He's putting butts out on my floor
Because he knows just what I'm looking for
And there's evil in my car
And he keeps to the down low
But he don't like driving slow
He knows just where to go
Because he's always in the know
And evil's gonna drive a while
And I'm reeling from the fix
And a whiff can make me sick
At the time it did the trick
Now I don't care if the time ticks
And evil's gonna try to get me home
I get lost along the way
And there's nothing I can say
Yeah, I get lost along the way
A little farther every day
And evil won't admit a god damned thing
Yeah, evil got me home
And he thinks I shouldn't be alone
Until I'm better he'll be there
It's like he really seems to care
There's evil in my chair
Yeah, it doesn't matter where
I will find him waiting there
There's evil in my chair
Evil in my chair
Evil, evil in my chair, in my house
Evil in my house
Evil in my house
Evil in my house
Evil, evil gonna live in my house
Oh babe, evil, evil in my house
Sit in my chair, watch my TV
It doesn't bother me
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Writer(s): John Popper
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