Black Sabbath - The Thrill Of It All Lyrics
Inclination of direction, walk the turned and twisted riftWith the children of creation futuristic dreams we siftClutching violently we whisper with a liquefying cryAny deadly final answers that are surely doomed to dieWont you help me mr. jesus, wont 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 goldThen Ill ask the final question, if the answer could be soldWell, thats my story and Im sticking to itcause Ive got no reason to lie, yeahForget your problems that dont even existAnd Ill show you a way to get high, oh yeahOh yeah!So come along, you know you matter to meRemember freedom is not hard to find, yeahTime to stop all your messing aroundDont you think that I know my own mind, oh yeahOh yeah!Why cant you believe, its not here to perceiveDo you always have to be told, yeahFor you have been taught that if your mind has been boughtLifes entire answer was sold, oh yeahOh yeah!
