The fridge is empty, so is the piggy bank. I haven't got a penny in my pocket for weeks. The last check is gone, I'm not liquid. I won't get any credit on the bank anyway. Yesterday, my mother still honoured me. And in front of the door is the executor with one word. The situation is fatal, only one thing helps. A bank robbery. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere. On my head, a bunch of palm trees. I stand in front of the bank and say robbery. With my finger in my coat instead of a punch. I can't see blood, so I have to punch. I scream, hands up, this is a robbery. And if you don't want to, then there is a ruckus. A granny turns around and says, young man, stand back where you are. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere. After half an hour, I'm finally in line. My finger is stiff from the stupid waiting. I say, now or never. Come with me, Marie. The cashier looks at me and asks, do you have that? I say, a hunger and a thirst and no blabbering. I am the evil cashier. The cashier says, no. What do you have in mind? Well, I say, then I'll pay for it. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere. The evil is always and everywhere. The evil is everywhere. The evil is everywhere.