I thought I heard a chainsawRather late last nightI woke this mornin' and I knew I was rightI got the cut-in-half blues Well the last thing I saw was the big long sawI got the cut-in-half blues I knew we were in troubleI knew she lost her headWhen she started bringin' all those power tools to bedI got the cut-in-half blues Well the last thing I saw was the big long sawI got the cut-in-half blues (little beck skat riff) I'm layin' in my graveAll I do is gruntCause the undertaker got all mixed upAnd put my ass in the frontI got the cut-in-half blues Well the last thing I saw was the big long sawI got the cut-in-half blues (achoo!)

You came, you wentMy mind it got a dentI couldn't make my rentCos all my cash was lent This town is filledWith thousand-dollar-billsLaminated songsContaminated lawnsWell we eat about fifteen times a dayStarin' through a bag of Frito LayAnd I play with the fire in the stoveWhen my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold Well it's real and it's fakeAnd it's flamin' like a steakAnd she's puttin' out my face with the rakeOh honey you knewThat you were my one and only blur Unglued, depressedThe meatloaf in my chestPersonality testI failed with the bestAnd I stomped and I stormedAnd I passed out in your dormThen you hustled me outsideI couldn't catch a rideBut the subway trains speak to me nowI'm browsing through the supermarket townAnd the girls don't talk when I'm aroundAnd I'm feelin' bad even though nothing's wrong Chokin' on a breathmint That's coolYeah, that's cool

Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy can I get a little echo on this? Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy What does it mean? The fire is green The demons just came through the window Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Big-league man The future looks dim Using )???) forever Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy! You're the man How can I grasp you power? I'm sittin' here lookin' at this keychain And you... uh There's mascara bleeding out of your eyes The microphone is in flames And there's a giant chicken claw above your head Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy

I'm sitting on an embankment on a highway going through rural Georgia... andthere was a dead wild cat and a bottle of beer that had been... that had never opened... and I drank the beer.

Satan gave me a taco and it made me really sickThe chicken was all raw and the grease was mighty thickThe rice was all rancid and the beans were so hardI was gettin' kinda dizzy eatin' all the lardThere was aphids on the lettuce an' I ate every oneAn' after I was done the salsa melted off my tonguePieces of tortilla got stuck in my throatAn' the stains on my clothes burned a hole through my coatMy stomach was a-tremblin' and I broke out in a rashI was so dry and thirsty and I didn't have no cashSo I went and found a hose, tore off all my clothesTurned on the water and it shot right up my noseSome old lady came along and she thought I was a freakSo she beat me with a handbag till I could hardly speakI was lying there naked, my body badly bruisedIn a pool of my own blood, unconscious and confusedWell, the cops came and got me and threw me in their vanAnd I woke up on the ceiling and I couldn't find my handThey took me to the judge, his eyes a-glowin' redThe courtroom was filled with witches and the deadWell, the sheriff was a hellhound with fangs and clawsThe prisoners were tied up and chained to the wallsThe air was gettin' thick; the smoke was gettin' thickerThe judge read the verdict: said, "Cut off his head!"Well, they placed me on the altar, and they raised up the axeMy head was about to explode when I noticed the Marshall stacksI noticed all the smoke machines, cameras and the lightsSome guy with a microphone, runnin' around dancin' in tightsAnd I noticed the crew and the band playin' down belowAnd I realized I was in a rock video So I went and joined the bandAnd I went out on tourAnd I smoked a lot of heroinAnd I passed out in manureI made out with the groupiesCome on hereStarted fires backstageOh, yeah, started 'em allMade a lot of moneyOh, yeah, I'm makin' itAnd I gave it all awayGive it all to meWell, the band got killedAh, bunch of losersSo I started a solo careerAha, yeahAnd I won all the awardsGet 'em all nowAnd I drank all the beerDrink it all up; get funkyI opened up a taco standAhaJust to smell the smellOhoCookin' with the devilfryin' down in hell

Today's, uh, August 4th, 1982.I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we playedwith.There was a Weed-Wacker...we stole two of them.A cop car was on fire.My friend Scott, he was running and he, uh, slipped on aTwinkie.And his nose was covered with blood...The security helicopter shot a spotlight...Somebody pulled their pants d...

I got a room down in Hollywood Rent was cheap It was this rooming house There was an old man who lived in the room next to me We shared a bathroom in the hall Stare at me through a crack in the door Day I moved in I was playin' my guitar Started bangin' on the wall with a boot Then he came out, started banging on my door Kicked it open Watch out son, I got a tasergun Watch out son, I got a tasergun He's on the loose He's got the juice Like a mad dog with no teeth Spent his pension in adult bookstores Bringin' strange young men home He'd leave me notes in the bathroom Accusin' me of stealin' his toilet paper Come out into the hallway Dressed up in a greasy bathrobe Tryin' to start a fight He became known as the electric old man And I still see him with his taser Comin' at me Watch out son, I got a tasergun Watch out son, I got a tasergun He's on the loose He's got the juice Like a pigeon with no wings

You came, you went My mind it got a dent I couldn't make my rent Cos all my cash was lent This town is filled With thousand-dollar-bills Laminated songs Contaminated lawns Well we eat about fifteen times a day Starin' through a bag of Frito Lay And I play with the fire in the stove When my eyes peel out and my fingertips get cold Well it's real and it's fake And it's flamin' like a steak And she's puttin' out my face with the rake Oh honey you knew That you were my one and only blur Unglued, depressed The meatloaf in my chest Personality test I failed with the best And I stomped and I stormed And I passed out in your dorm Then you hustled me outside I couldn't catch a ride But the subway trains speak to me now I'm browsing through the supermarket town And the girls don't talk when I'm around And I'm feelin' bad even though nothing's wrong Chokin' on a breathmint That's cool Yeah, that's cool

Stuck out here sayin' they shot my mule and burned my wagon.Ran out of sourdough two days ago, Ain't got no more lard.God bless all you folks.

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