Текст: Black Sabbath. Live At Last. Cornucopia.

Too much near the truth they say
Keep it 'till another day
Let them have their little game
Illusion helps to keep them sane

Let them have their little toys
That's what's caused them all this noise
Exciting in their plastic ways
Frozen food we can't replace

You're gonna go insane
I'm trying to save your brain

All right, I don't know what's happening

I am all torn inside
People say I'm heavy
They don't know what I hide

Take a likely story
Kill someone or one will be free
Freedom's yours, just pay your dues
We just want your soul to use

You're gonna go insane
I'm trying to save your brain