You Wicked Ways کے بول

Every move you make Every little thing you say I see straight through your lies And all of your mistakes All of your mistakes All the lies you say I see your evil heart I feel your chilling hate I fear your evil presence and Your wicked, wicked ways Your wicked, wicked ways No mourning, no crying Only death and pain The old order of Things passed away All of your mistakes All the lies you say I see your evil heart I feel your chilling hate I fear your evil presence and Your wicked, wicked ways Your wicked, wicked ways