the thrill of it all
Singer:black sabbath
walk the turned and twisted rift
with the children of creation futuristic dreams we sift
clutching violently we whisper with a liquefying cry
any deadly final answers that are surely doomed to die
won't you help me mr. jesus
won't you tell me if you can?
when you see this world we live in
do you still believe in man?
if my songs become my freedom
and my freedom turns to gold
then i'll ask the final question
if the answer could be sold
that's my story and i'm sticking to it
'cause i've got no reason to lie
forget your problems that don't even exist
and i'll show you a way to get high
you know you matter to me
remember freedom is not hard to find
time to stop all your messing around
don't you think that i know my own mind
it's not here to perceive
do you always have to be told
for you have been taught that if your mind has been bought
life's entire answer was sold