My Evil Plan to Save the World
I have an evil plan to save the world for every man, and I think it*s better than the way it*s being run. Oh, the ground works laid, no don*t be afraid, I*m sure that I can fix it, when I figure out the physics. My evil plan to save the world, just you wait *till it*s unfurled, it*ll go down in history. It*s prophetic, no it*s not pathetic. I can*t believe I made it up myself. I have an evil plan, to save the world you understand, the exemplary feat, you*d think I*d have to cheat. I*d make Voltaire proud, deep and furrow browed. Uncanny and so clever, it*s *Our Newest Plan Ever!* Got tired of whining, a grander scheme with silver lining, for every boy and girl. We can*t be responsible, for all that*s wrong with this world. Starving children in pain, you can*t believe in that God. The world*s not spinning your way, does every dog still get his day?