I know I rant about Sabbaths.
The reason? I’m not really sure.
I seem to think they’re important.
I feel something needs to stay pure.
So when I was searching this morning,
For a Sermon close to my heart.
I discovered a fun fact from my past.
And it gave me a little start.
I was born on the Day of Atonement.
In nineteen hundred and seventy.
On that day an album was launched.
By a band that weren’t that heavenly.
The album was called Paranoid,
Black Sabbath the name of the band.
It was the second album they’d launched,
And became famous throughout the land.
The musical tastes of my peers,
When I was growing up.
Varied from Mod to Rocker to Soul,
To Disco to Hippy to Punk.
When I came to buy my first single.
To fill my musical void.
It was by a band called Black Sabbath
And the single was called Paranoid.
people think I’m insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t find something to pacify Can you help me occupy my brain?
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can’t find
I can’t see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it’s too late