They want me to be nice.
They want me to be good.
But I'm a simple rotten guy who's just misunderstood.
They say that I should change and wear a perky smile.
But smiling makes my face hurt and happiness is vile.
They want me to give up the only life I've ever had.
But it's so good to be bad.
It's good to be bad.
It's great to be a crook.
It's nice to be a villain like you read about in books.
It's swell to be nasty.
It's keen to be so mean.
Yes, I'm an extraordinary nastiness machine.
It's good to be bad.
It's great to be a crook.
It's nice to be a villain like you read about in books.
It's swell to be nasty.
It's keen to be so mean.
Yes, I'm an extraordinary nastiness machine.
It's good to be bad.
Wow! I feel bad.