Evil - Grinderman

O baby baby baby
O baby baby baby
Who needs the stars You are my Star
Who needs the moon You are my moon
O baby baby baby
Cling to me baby in this rented room
Who needs the TV You are my TV
Who needs a record player You are my record player
O cling to me baby in this rented room
Hear the ringing on the telephone
A voice from a hundred miles away
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
It's got something that it wants to say
It's got something that it wants to say
Its breath is heavy and you're all alone
A voice so clear you can feel its breath
Coming down the telephone
O my precious baby
O my precious baby
Now it is the time that we must speak
They have divided us from our children
And they've tossed them on the heap
Who needs children You are my child
Who needs children My little lamb
Who needs children You are my child
Crying like a demon in your daddy's arms
O cling to me baby in this broken dream
You are the moon Who needs the moon
You are the stars Who needs the stars
O cling to me little baby in this broken dream
And let me protect you from this evil