Evil Twin

Love/Hate · Wasted in America [1992]

Once I woke up mild mannered and shy

Passed in the pub and I didn't know why

Made a sharp turn and I hooked a bee-line

For the tender minute mender

Bad news sender liquor vendor



After twice his normal dose

He thought he'd go make the most

In mid-stride of a vague adventure

Hangin' from a stranger's tenth floor balcony



It wasn't me

It must have been my evil

My evil twin

It wasn't me

It must have been

My evil

My evil twin



Push came to shove and the stranger

Decided she could fly

Saw you in a cornfield two days

Later with a scarecrow in old cobb



It wasn't me

It must have been my evil

My evil twin

It wasn't me

It must have been

My evil

My evil twin



And I'm not capable

Of that kind of sin

And I'm not capable

Of that kind of death wishin'



It wasn't me

It must have been my evil

My evil twin

It wasn't me

It must have been

My evil

My evil twin