You Must Be Evil

I come home from work I see my little girl Shes crying on the floor Shes been watching that tv This aint late no, this aint even dinner time To show them things on that screen Whats wrong with you You must be evil Oh I know why you do it Youre just looking for sensation You got a hold of something You tell us that its news You dont have to show that stuff Cant you show us some respect You can tell us we dont need to see it We dont need those cheap effects You must be evil You must be evil I wish you were here You dont have to show that stuff You aint fooling no-one You made my little girl cry I wish you were here We all know why you do it Sometimes you even slow it down Youre giving out some bad ideas here I cant believe that you dont realise You must be evil