I can hear an evil wind ablowing
And it sings a hair raising tune
It says its wants to pick your bones
and it'll be here real soon.
I can hear an evil wind ahowling
And its says it wants some more
Its coming fast, from afar
Because the devils at your door
I can hear an evil wind ASCREAMING
His name is uncle sam. His eyes all aglow
with nuclear fire from below and at his back, dont you ever relax
Ten million demons don't you know.
I can hear an evil wind aroaring
Hungry for your blood
Shouting evil, while out murdering and awhoring
out to rape your daughters and sons.
I can hear an evil wind ablowing
While the hypnotized beg for more
And chanting like the possessed
100 million souls.
In the pit upon the potomac,
In the abyss, they rule.
They'll take it all, or murder us all
And play the world for fools.
I can hear an evil wind ablowing
Somewhere not too far
It sounds like whistling past the graveyard.
It sounds like the name at the end of that book.
Be ye good, and pray.
The devil roams this world once more.
Loosed for a time and gone.
And then the reckoning, the trumpets singing
"Something wicked this way come."
I can hear an evil wind ablowing
And it sings a hair raising tune
It says its wants to pick your bones
and it'll be here real soon.
I can hear an evil wind ahowling
And its says it wants some more
Its coming fast, from afar
Because the devils at your door
I can hear an evil wind ASCREAMING
His name is uncle sam. His eyes all aglow
with nuclear fire from below and at his back, dont you ever relax
Ten million demons don't you know.
I can hear an evil wind aroaring
Hungry for your blood
Shouting evil, while out murdering and awhoring
out to rape your daughters and sons.
I can hear an evil wind ablowing
While the hypnotized beg for more
And chanting like the possessed
100 million souls.
In the pit upon the potomac,
In the abyss, they rule.
They'll take it all, or murder us all
And play the world for fools.
I can hear an evil wind ablowing
Somewhere not too far
It sounds like whistling past the graveyard.
It sounds like the name at the end of that book.
Be ye good, and pray.
The devil roams this world once more.
Loosed for a time and gone.
And then the reckoning, the trumpets singing
"Something wicked this way come."
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