For the Benefit of Evil

Ever since I was young
I knew something’s wrong with me
Had a problem with all the rules---
Had a problem with a authority
The Devil called me up
And said listen here
I got something to tell you son
Its better to die behind a guitar
Than die behind the gun
You got an evil feeling
Its burning in your soul
You got that evil feeling
So rock n roll
I got an evil feeling whoa — o
I got that feeling in my soul — o
I got an evil feeling whoa — o
For the benefit of evil---
Let’s rock n roll
I spend half my life stewing in my hate
And the other half on a stage
Singing songs about bad women and wine
Singing songs about my rage
I’ll never forget what the Devil said
When said listen here my son
Its better to die behind a guitar
Than die behind a gun
You got an evil feeling
Its burning in your soul
You got that evil feeling
So rock n roll
I got an evil feeling whoa — o
I got that feeling in my soul — o
I got an evil feeling whoa — o
For the benefit of evil---
Let’s rock n roll