Jake Simmons & the Little Ghosts - Them (Evil)

Evil of two lessers, take the Bible from your dresser
You can wave it in the air, but I don't care, you don't need to save your soul from me
Evil look two lessers, our future's great depressors
Our fathers owners, prescription stoners, the party's royal jesters

And oh, I'm tired of speaking softly
Oh, this right to free speech gets costly, what's it costin' me

Evil of two lessers, you say we need to come together but that the devil fights for women's rights, well, that's alright, now you don't speak for we

It's not about the people, it's about the right people
About the cost of production, the rate of reduction, the death of deconstruction
Lesser of two evils, won't you save us from these people? Do we save ourselves? Do we save ourselves? Do we save ourselves

And oh, I'm tired of speaking softly
Oh, this right to free speech gets costly, what's it costin' me

Written by:
Jake Simmons

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