Evil

When a menthol hit Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes Like a transmission On an empty channel all lines are closed Taking photographs Speaking slowly through the permanent waves The taste in her mouth That she read about earlier today This is happening for your pleasure at your leisure Use your evil when you want When a menthol hit Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes Like a transmission On an empty channel all lines are closed Taking photographs Speaking slowly through the permanent waves The taste in her mouth That she read about earlier today This is happening for your pleasure at your leisure Use your evil when you want This is happening for your pleasure at your leisure Use your evil when you want When the night becomes Automatic sequence joining the day Singing something new Someone else is sliding into your way When a menthol hit Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes Like a transmission On an empty channel all lines are closed Get you off my conscience by Friday On Saturday I'll be wide awake On Sunday I'm your new best friend On Monday learn it all again For your pleasure at your leisure Use your evil when you want This is happening for your pleasure at your leisure Use your evil when you want