Evil Plans

I smoke too much, ‘cause I‘m burning well
I can kiss like heaven and fuck like hell
I’ve got evil plans, but I ain’t evil, you see
I’ve got evil plans and I’m as bad as I can be.

It’s better being a bastard than being just vile
As for being mean, it’s a matter of style
Don’t blame the World’s meanness to claim your excuses:
The victim’s rage is a just a lie for the losers.

What do you want, what do you offer?
What do you steal, what do you suffer?
What do you pay, what do you see?
I’ve got evil plans and I’m as bad as I can be.

Everything you do in the end won’t be judged
And the moral law within is but a burning bridge,
I ain’t looking for sympathy, ‘cause nothin’s for free
I’ve got evil plans and I’m as bad as I can be.

What do you want, what do you offer?
What do you steal, what do you suffer?
What do you pay, what do you see?
I’ve got evil plans and I’m as bad as I can be.

What do you want, what do you offer?
What do you steal, what do you suffer?
What do you pay, what do you see?
I’ve got evil plans and I’m as bad as I can be.

This time I’m not looking for someone to blame
This time I’m not trying to extinguish the flame,
I light a cigarette and I smoke peacefully
I’ve got evil plans and it’s only me.