Evil And I

Didn't get to bed until late in the morning
Ran my father's truck all afternoon
He whispered what the local newspaper wrote
Our town, in despair, had put a stop to crime

I took two golden locks I found in the park
And put them in the locker with my name on
When the stroke occurred nothing could have stopped me
I'm glad they bashed his head in

Out here in the open wild all the people are nice
But December called for action
What if Father Christmas went black?
That dog, he would lose a generation

I wish I never met her mother at church
God bless, but not the Palestinians
We could analyse what has caused me so much pain
I didn't mean it



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Writer(s): Fredrik Jan Hultin, Ola Magnus Lindefelt
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