well it doesn t always have a shape almost never does it have a name it maybe has a pitchfork maybe has a tail but evil is alive and well it might walk upright from out of the inferno maybe come on horseback through deep snow it s ragged and fat it s hungry as hell and evil is alive and well now evil is alive evil is well evil is alive evil is well now on your feet to the tower and yell evil is alive and well may be too humble to want to speak may have a blood soaked bird in its teeth smoked filled skies and bees in the well and evil is alive and well now maybe in a palace maybe in the streets maybe here among us on a crowded beach it may be asleep in a roadside motel but evil is alive and well  now evil is alive evil is well evil is alive evil is well now on your feet to the tower and yell that evil is alive it s well down in every ditch up on every hill it s well i ve got my radio on drowning the bells when midnight s done and the day won t start all i ever gave you was a broken heart well it s hard to admit but it s easy to tell that evil is alive and well now evil is alive evil is well evil is alive evil is well now on your feet to the tower and yell that evil is alive and well evil is alive it s well evil is alive it s well evil is alive and well1