Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Dr. Evil

Evil

Evil is his one and only name

Evil

In his mind there is no other game

When your name is Evil that is good

Or so you think

But you're so very wrong

It's evil

But being wrong is right

So then you're good again

Which is the evilest thing of all

Do you find his subtle ways invite you

Does he excite you?

If his contradictions should attract you

Should he distract you

Heaven help you then

You're finished, it's the end

There'll be no retrieval

From the evil

The evil he will do

He's evil

He's Dr. Evil

His name is Evil