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Lyricist: Franz Ferdinand
Lyrics: 
 Words fall from our mouths Like plates from shaking hands Smash upon the silence Of the smooth naked canal
  Well, I'm evil and a heathen I'm evil and a heathen Well, I'm a heathen and evil like you There's not a lot, not a lot I couldn't do, woo
  Well, I like how you pretend That the end will be the end So fill up first, then drink a curse To the death of death instead
  Well, I'm evil and a heathen I'm evil and a heathen Well, I'm a heathen and evil like you There's not a lot, not a lot I couldn't do
  Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur Where the smoke curled 'round Now the ice blows off Lake Michigan When the ice blows, the ice flow knocks you down Oh, the ice flow knocks you down Oh, the ice flow knocks you down Mmm, the ice flow knocks you down Yeah, the ice flow knocks you down
  Your teeth are black with wine As you place those lips on mine The moon hangs heavy and forbidden high On the night of our lives
  Well, I'm evil and a heathen I'm evil and a heathen Well, I'm a heathen and evil like you There's not a lot, not a lot I couldn't do, oh
  I'm evil like you, oh I'm evil like you, woo I'm evil like you Oh, I'm evil like you 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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