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

May be coming horseback through deep snow
It's ragged and fat hungry as hell

Evil is alive and well

Evil is alive
Evil is well

Evil is alive

Evil is well

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

Evil is alive and well

Maybe in a palace it may be in the streets

May be here among us on a crowded beach

May be asleep in a roadside motel
But evil is alive and well



Evil is alive
Evil is well

Evil is alive

Evil is well

On your feet to the tower and yell

Evil is alive and well


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

And All I ever gave you was a broken heart

It's hard to admit but it's easy to tell

That evil is alive and well