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Created on: April 20, 2008
Wicked I am and wicked I'll be,
'Cause wicked is fun - come on - you'll see!
My heart is black and my eyes flash fire.
We'll be wicked and naughty - life's not so dire.
Don't you worry about what was.
Wicked is, as wicked does.
Live your life for the here & now.
Before the throne of evil we'll bow.
His heart doesn't bleed for the cold or the weak -
His world does not belong to the meek.
Evil, wicked, naughty ways
Now until the end of days.
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