| Song | Evil Man |
| Artist | Abney Park |
| Album | Off the Grid |
| There once was a man | |
| An evil, evil man | |
| Who lived his life in evil, evil ways | |
| In a big crooked house | |
| Circled by big crooked trees | |
| There he savored all his evil deeds | |
| "You see I'm good" he cried | |
| "So very deep inside" | |
| "Deep down inside I’m good" | |
| "I just keep my good side" | |
| "Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| "So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| This morning on a snowy street | |
| A starving man fed his mutt | |
| And our hero felt a twinge within his heart | |
| And that beggar on the street | |
| Felt a gnawing in his gut | |
| But our hero had the sense to soon depart | |
| "You see I'm good" he cried | |
| "So very deep inside" | |
| "Deep down inside I’m good" | |
| "I just keep my good side" | |
| "Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| "So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| Toasted his own health | |
| Just last Tuesday night | |
| For feeling a very real regret | |
| For his new investment: a factory and it makes | |
| Dog food out of orphans long lost pets | |
| "You see I'm good" he cried | |
| "So very deep inside" | |
| "Deep down inside I’m good" | |
| "I just keep my good side" | |
| "Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| "So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| There once was a man | |
| An evil, evil man | |
| Who lived his life in evil, evil ways | |
| In a big crooked house | |
| Circled by big crooked trees |
| There once was a man | |
| An evil, evil man | |
| Who lived his life in evil, evil ways | |
| In a big crooked house | |
| Circled by big crooked trees | |
| There he savored all his evil deeds | |
| " You see I' m good" he cried | |
| " So very deep inside" | |
| " Deep down inside I' m good" | |
| " I just keep my good side" | |
| " Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| " So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| This morning on a snowy street | |
| A starving man fed his mutt | |
| And our hero felt a twinge within his heart | |
| And that beggar on the street | |
| Felt a gnawing in his gut | |
| But our hero had the sense to soon depart | |
| " You see I' m good" he cried | |
| " So very deep inside" | |
| " Deep down inside I' m good" | |
| " I just keep my good side" | |
| " Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| " So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| Toasted his own health | |
| Just last Tuesday night | |
| For feeling a very real regret | |
| For his new investment: a factory and it makes | |
| Dog food out of orphans long lost pets | |
| " You see I' m good" he cried | |
| " So very deep inside" | |
| " Deep down inside I' m good" | |
| " I just keep my good side" | |
| " Buried deep beneath my hide" | |
| " So I enjoy my evil, evil ways" | |
| There once was a man | |
| An evil, evil man | |
| Who lived his life in evil, evil ways | |
| In a big crooked house | |
| Circled by big crooked trees |